Ekimu tightens his grip on his hammer for a moment, then lets it slide to the ground. Erebos was gone. There was nothing that could be done at this moment that would be less effective in five minutes' time. The Mask Maker stores the hammer on his back, placing both his hands on the Okotan's shoulders.
"Symphony is a powerful man, Sonata, and a cunning one. If the Dark Mist dared to threaten his family, I doubt anything can keep them safe from him for long." He smiles, turning slightly and attempting to lead her back down the Temple stairs. "Of course, a little help will go a long way."