Siana/Jareth/Maria/Cian/Carolina
This city fucking hated him. He'd had nothing but bad fucking luck since getting here, and now there was a motherfucking sea serpent that his motherfucking partner wanted to stop. Not that he didn't feel a twinge of the same sentiment, but fuck, couldn't he have a Faram-damned break?
Resigned, he called out, "On it," and took off for the shore. Not that he had any fucking clue what he was doing - he wasn't a distance fighter, had no magic whatsoever. Fortunately - or, unfortunately - the damn thing was heading towards the shore anyway.