Slowly staggering to her feet once more, supporting herself against the battered wall behind her, the towering Captain moved one hand up to hold beneath her jaw as she took a bite out of the air, just to affirm that her jaw was in fact still in place.

Although she looked noticeably more bruised and battered than before, the Captain's sheer hatred and fury did not seem to have been abated by the damage she had sustained. With eyes burning like fire, her gaze quickly found Rae'liel - who was now lying unconsciously on the ground with an arrow sticking out of the back of her right shoulder beneath her shoulder plate, a small trail of blood flowing from the wound down to the carpet.

Upon seeing her incapacitated foe, the Captain quickly rushed forward to check on the Blood Elf, grabbing her head and pulling it up to look at her face. But the sight of her foe lying wounded and unconscious did not bring any joy or satisfaction to the Captain's face. In fact, it did the complete opposite, as the Captain rose to her feet, more furious than ever before!

"[b]Who shot that arrow?![/b]" Sounded Serphia's booming voice throughout the house, as her eyes scanned frantically for the sinner!

At the top of the stairs, where her sentinels had been watching; a gap had formed between two groups, as everyone had taken at least three steps away from Falaani who was standing in the middle with her bow.
Upon realizing she now stood alone, sticking out like a sore thumb between her sisters, and having been subjected to the full, furious attention of her mistress, Falaani lowered her bow, as her heart skipped a beat.

"I, uhh.... I j-just.. " The sentinel stammered as Serphia marched up the flight of stairs towards her, while she was unable to form a single sentence.

It took the big Captain only a couple of long strides before she was already at the top, and towering over Falaani who almost seemed to shrink in the presence of her Captain! Serphia's gaze spared her minion no mercy, and nor did probably her thoughts either!

"The fight was [b]MINE[/b], and [b]NO ONE[/b] were to intervene!" Serphia roared furiously down at Falaani, while picking the sentinel up and holding her against the wall.
"From this day onward, and I SWEAR BY ELUNE, EVERY SINGLE shift at the gate will be YOURS TO TAKE, Huntress! Minimal rest!"

"I-I-I, thank y-you for your mercy, Captain! ... please let me go!" Falaani stammered, having feared the worst; but was suddenly and promptly dropped to the ground with a heavy crash.

"Fail me again, and you will report directly to my quarters!" Serphia growled back down at Falaani who huddled against the wall, before turning back. Walking back down the stairs, the Night Elf's attention had turned back to Rae'liel, before she raised her arms and looked around at the rest of the people in the mansion.

"Are you just going to let her lie here and bleed out? Get this rat patched up! How am I to finish my fight against a corpse?!" Serphia called out, before turning to look back at her fallen foe.
"Next time, Sin'Dorei. Woe to you when your wounds are healed."

In the meantime, at the top of the stairs; when the Captain had called for a healer for the Blood Elf, Rithrynn was the first to turn her head to gaze over at Liaena, and not long after, so too had almost every one of her sisters done too, as their attention, and then expectations; were now firmly focused on the little black haired girl.

Upon realizing that Liaena had been unofficially appointed as the healer, some of the Night Elves' began to snicker among themselves, with whispers of 'The Blood Elf's sooo dead' and 'She's going to wish the mistress finished her' escaping from between the sentinels.