(Dw, gl with that!)
Maro: *He kept moving forward, occasionally pulling the two out of the way of more harpoons.*

Maro: *he pulls the two to the side as another harpoon shoots, going past where they were seconds ago.*
Iris: . . . . . tha-
Maro: Silence, must focus.

Maro: *he puts his arm up to stop the two, sniffing the air.* ......
Iris: Is something wrong, Freak?

Maro: Did you think I was defenseless against the dark?

Maro: Leave it to me. *he pulls out an Oil Lamp from... somewhere.*