As Locke approaches the hallway, the slight ticking noises slowly turn into a rumble.
Locke stops, bending down to set down a small glass bottle, and just as he would have walked through the thresh hold into the hallway a gate consisting of a series of tightly packed bars that nobody noticed slams down, blocking the way.
"Naix, navoitula fo labie! Kamaz te felax!"
Some ancient, un-understandable voice booms throughout the room. The statue-armor rumbles, and abandoning it's classic pose, it stands up as some ancient power animates it. It holds it's sword straight forward, pointed at directly at Locke's throat, who is still a good few feet away, in no direct danger, and stands still.
Battle Phase!
5 IP ______________ - 5 IP _ (5-Burst) - 5 IP ____ (8-Heal) - 5 IP _______ (5-Burst) - 5 IP_______________ - 5 IP ___ (8-Heal)
Shadow: 19 HP, 6 MP - Galt: 7 HP, 0 MP - Locke: 7 HP, 20 MP - Tenebrae: 10 HP, 20 MP - Tenner: 16 HP, 6 MP - Evan: 20 HP, 6 MP