Rivalen Beau was not a man who gave fucks about the well being of- well, anything - but there was an imagine to preserve and a need to serve. He would fulfil his oaths as a warrior, a Samurai and to his retainer. So as he had been commanded into the battlefield by his Lord, that was were he headed.
Wherever these creatures were coming from was a mystery — but Rivalen was fucking sick and tired of this. Everything had something suspicious to it and he wanted some answers that were not going to be found here slashing monsters. Perhaps he as wrong though and he would find something but so far he had only spotted a mage facing off against a Bune.
Well, that settled it.
He headed towards Merri and the Bune, sword unsheathed and held low. Once he was in range he cast parry before getting in the way of the Bune and Merri, "You cast, I'll keep it focused on me."