"Men of the White Hand, apprehend these intruders!"

[i]"So much for diplomacy!"[/i]

Rithrynn thought to herself as she watched Sathrielle as the battlemage attempted to dispel the barrier around Liaena's group, whilst the rest of the White Hand mercenaries seemed to be yet unsure whether to assist her or stand back.

What was certain however was that things would turn bad pretty soon if she did not intervene!

Scanning around the storage area, she could begin to see the rest of her sisters as they too had taken up position around in the room, out of sight from the White Hand. By now, the six Sentinels had reduce the amount of mercenaries by ten, alongside some missing storage workers. Their current number, while still formidable, was nonetheless a lot more manageable than it had previously been!

Nodding to Lithriell, as well as another one of her sisters across the room, Rithrynn began to aim with her bow. Sathrielle was being blocked by Kathlin's shield from her current angle, but the room was noentheless ripe with other targets!

As one of the chevaliers raised his musket to aim it at Liaena's group as the barrier around them weakened, a feathered arrow would suddenly fly out of the shadow and hit him right through the knee. The man would cry out in pain, drop his weapon and grabbing his foot as he succumbed to the ground. The storage worker who had been standing next to him let out a terrified scream at the sight, before turning to run away in panic, leaving the battle before it had even started!

Two more arrows flew out from the darkness, one hitting a battle mage in the arm, causing him to drop his staff; the other flying into the leg of another chevalier who slumped down into the ground!

[i]"Dammit Li, I'm going to need you to do something here, otherwise you'll soon see headshots and decapitations!"[/i]

Rithrynn reached down to her belt, to pick up a feathered satchel made out of moonbeast leather, containing her own relative meager collection of potions. Compared to Liaena's small but also posthumous pocket laboratory, it was nothing. In fact, she did not even remember the last time she restocked it, let alone what potions she actually had in it. However, the Night Elf felt certain that the crazed alchemist within Liaena would be able to find [b]some[/b] use for it!

"Liaena, catch!" Sounded Rithrynn's voice as the Night Elf suddenly tossed her own potion satchel down to Liaena, before retreating back behind the railing as a musket shot tore through the wooden railing and sent splinters flying in every direction!