The West Team
So much talk over someone who was dead! How could they babble on about someone whose story had ended? Not only that, but Oren wanted him to dismantle his creation! Dist was about to launch into a tirade when Daniel said he should keep it if he was able, and move to the courtyard. "I should be able to keep it up for another...half hour?" Doubt was evident in his voice, but he'd be dead before he admitted this whole Golem was a bad idea...besides, in the courtyard he'd be able to move around and DO something with it, so he'd be able to rationalize to the king why he'd wrecked the dining hall. However, it appeared the other Inquisitors weren't listening, and now Oren was challenging Daniel to a duel over their differing opinions. "ENOUGH!" he shrieked from his lofty perch inside his creation. "We're all Inquisitors...we can't fight each other when there's another enemy! Seriously, I'm all for playing pranks...you know that...but to do that kind of thing now...that'd be insanity...practically challenging each other to duels right now is just as ridiculous! Both plans have merit, but I for one am heading to the courtyard...I'll get more use out of my friend in a larger space. I'll crush anyone I come across that's not a friend. The rest of you do what you need to do...but don't fight now. Seriously, you have to have the cracked person tell you that...sheesh. Anyway, time's wasting, and there isn't any blood on my Golem yet!" he called, directing the behemoth in the direction of the courtyard.