[ that nightmarish howl is countered by another, more soothing sound: that of the beating, gilded wings of the Bursterfly as it swoops in between them, intercepting. its metallic wings flutter and beat the air, an electric hum. the insect takes a dive towards the tin soldier, flying back and forth with the aim to distract it, all while keeping a careful distance. ]

Hmph... a shielder would be quite useful in such a scenario... [ Gilgamesh murmurs.

quite involuntarily, the tiny, all-but-invisible golden hairs on the back of his neck prick to attention as that dreadful feeling washes over him, too. it's disorienting, but he is not a hero-king for nothing, so he does his best at such a time to focus on strategy, on combining their resources. ]

Perhaps if we combine our Bios, we might, with these Bursterflies, form a makeshift barrier.

[ was that possible? having the insects come together to harden the Bios into a shield of light and project it? Gilgamesh had been spending his time studying them, and by altering their frequencies mentally, one could certainly train them to do a great many things. granted, these beings they were up against... even with the technology, it might not hold them back for too long, but at such times, even a few moments could make a difference. it might give them an opportunity to strategize, form a plan with their resources.

at any rate, when Lucy turns, she will see that Gilgamesh's own Bios signature is blazing golden and brighter than she will have ever seen. he actually looks like he is being more serious than usual this time. ]