They had all agreed that it would be for the best if Pan spoke with Lexus. Nymph to Nymph. Equal to equal.
Pan did not feel like speaking. Lexus had betrayed him. Had not believed in his vow.
No, the time for speaking was over.
Lexus would understand only actions. And so, Pan acted.
He used the mana he had been saving up from the storm to start to create golems. They were basic, but if you created them right, they could weather any storm.
He linked them to his core. Deciding that nothing, not even the World Dungeon, was going to separate them from him.
He created three types of golems. Mud golems, which could turn semi-liquid, perfect to capture something alive.
Stone golems, which would carry their luggage, injured party members, and if needs must, loot.
And, finally, for Pan still felt betrayed, Plant Golems.
He stole Lexus' children. Reshaped them. Turned them into something new.