The command is given none too soon, as the girl seems about ready to bolt away from the strange mechanical monster and the man who can wield such a force. Running is a strong instinct for Rosaline, but running away from her only current source of defense? Into an unknown with the potential for other such things?

Wiser to do as he bids.

Clutching both hands to her torch this time and quickly falling into place. Rosaline casts a look at Erik.

"You did not tell me you were a sorcerer."

Her attention is captured once again by the mechanical squeaks as the machine attempts to right itself. The light reveals that it is badly damaged, but another strange thing, there is a glowing ruin carved into the metal of it's head.

Down, but not quite out. Yet.