Locke knew better than to speak, wasting words when lives were on the line. He however did spare a glance of encouragement towards Rydia. Seeing the damage inflicted by her, he knew that her magic, and not his physical prowess was going to defeat this monster. Sensing this direction, he quickly changed his focus from attack to protect. Throwing himself between the creature and the summoner, he flung his boomerang towards the creature hoping to draw its attention. His feint worked as the creature stared right at him.

He was confused as his eyelids suddenly felt heavy. It took all his strength to catch his boomerang as he sank to the ground with weariness.

"Rydia, Hit him ...zzz zzz zzz", he finished as he fell into a deep sleep."