“STOP IT! RITHRYNN, GO BACK!” Liaena screamed from Rithrynn’s arms. The little girl squirmed ineffectually in the Night Elves firm grip, twisting her head around to crane back down the corridor. “[b]YOU JUST LEFT THEM[/b]! THEY WON’T HAVE A CHANCE!”

*

“Did…ah…did they just leave us here?”

Liam gasped as he jogged down the corridor, Alissah bobbing along in the slip stream as he tugged her along after him with one hand.

“…Yup”

“But…they were….here to [b]rescue[/b] you!”

“I…guess this sort of counts? ….Maybe?” Kathlin remarked dubiously. A flicker in the torchlight from the wall right behind the priests head made her eyes widen. “Look out!”

Liam twisted around, warding off a spectre with a conjured fistful of Light as the creature hissed and backed off a pace – but only a pace. “They appear to be closing in. Oh dear”

“They do, don’t they”

“You should probably run” Liam made a valiant attempt at sounding authorative, which failed miserably from the tremor in his voice as he shook the conjured orb at the ghasts. “Back, vile creatures! ….I’ll, ah, hold them off”

“What?”

“Go! Save yourself! I’m saying that I’ll stay behind, and fight them!”

Liam hissed furiously at his companion, the priest having gone bright red in the face as she simply raised her eyebrows back at him. “…That sounds like a [i]terrible[/i] idea”

“I—“

“I do appreciate the thought though”

[b]“HSSSSSSSSSSKKKKKK!”[/b]

Scissor arms whirring, the ghost made a lunge for the pair, only to bounce off a hastily conjured shield by Kathlin as she tugged on his sleeve to start dragging him down the corridor in a run again, Alissah bobbing along. “Cmon, we do need to catch up with Li. Although that’s very sweet”

“….Sweet” Liam muttered. The priest was still rather red, although clearly relieved that his heroic last stand had been spurned as he started to leg it after her, with many glances at the corridor behind him. “[i]Really[/i]?”

“Oh, was that demeaning?”

“….a bit”

“Sorry”

*

“STOP! NOW! STOP!” Liaena yelled, battering at Rithrynn with her arms, legs at any part of the Night Elf she could reach. Short of slamming her into the wall repeatedly – which the elf looked as though she was at least considering as a tempting option – there was little that could be done to stop the little girl struggling, not to mention alerting anyone not completely deaf within the castle and possibly the harbour side as well. “YOU – WILL – NOT – JUST – RUN – OFF! I THOUGHT YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE WARRIORS!”

With a lot of ineffectual flailing now that the Night Elf was intentionally squeezing her at a very awkward angle, Liaena managed to plant her boot into the Night Elfs upper thigh, tangling her legs with Rithrynns and interrupting the Night Elves stride. As with a stumble, Rithrynn just managed to keep her balance – averting a situation that would doubtless have been very uncomfortable for Liaena as well – Liaena squirmed in her arms to glare up into her face. “I’ll stop it if you go back and GET THEM. You’re lieutenant, aren’t you!? Get two of them—“ here she stabbed a finger at the other Night Elves “--to carry them!”