[ She's gonna chalk up his unusual agility to dream logic, tbh. Mephisto hardly looks the part of a long distance runner. ]

Buying time is necessary first. If Naboris draws too close... [ She shakes her head, wordlessly. No need to paint a picture of what kind of unpleasantness will occur should that happen. ] Well. It need not come to that.

[ As one of the statues comes into sight - shield cradled in stone arms, just as she remembers it - there's a second welcome figure there too. Namely the spherical beast lounging in the sand, a domesticated sand seal with harness and rope ready to go.
Urbosa immediately pulls the antique shield from the statue and drops it on the sand by the seal, followed by her own (when did that get here?) right next to it. She gestures towards the shields with a flick of one hand, already starting towards the sand seal to get preparations underway. ]

Get on. Let's put your reflexes to the test, hmm?