She did not expect so many to stay and help. Perhaps they were worthy of the tales in her tome. She hurried the civilians to safety along with the word of the guard and Ioannes. Afterwards she stood behind them, softly chanting a few words under her breath.

Genevieve may not be a skilled fighter, but it was her birthright,  and her responsibility to protect the saviors at any and all cost. She stood far enough back that she may have been mistaken for part of the crowd, but close enough that any protective wards would be successfully cast over the group. She only hoped they took the demon down quickly, because if Zargon found her...

She shook her head, dismissing all thoughts of her death, and concentrated on keeping the others protected.

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