Hashmal/Kiernan/Lavitz/Loch
As the ground cracked beneath her feet, Loch jumped to the side. She had barely landed when a rock slammed into her, pushing her back with enough force to make her gasp as she felt the crack of bone, and her breathing turned to agony. She let out a furious growl at the monster and moved to stand behind the Dragoon again.
"Motherfucker," she hissed. "Had to invade the city. Couldn't let me fucking work."
Her crossbow was aimed at the creature, but she did not shoot; instead, she began to Analyze the creature, rattling off the information as she unveiled it. "It's weak to Wind, but that's the only fucking element that'll work. No status ailments. Health and mana through the roof." Better to run, she did not say. Her rib had cracked, and every breath was raking claws inside her chest; she would not be able to run far. Here at least, she had a hope of hiding behind one of the fighters if the beast attacked.