Abigail stood between the others, watching the conversation about where to go from here, with her hands behind her back.  The plan wasn't overly complicated.  She liked that, because the more details they worked out, the more likely it was something was going on.  With things this loose, she was sure, they could improvise in the event, likely event too, something didn't go the way they wanted.  Without saying a word, she nodded at Zypha when she mentioned getting their enemies to bunch up so she could fry them together in a single shot.  

She waited for August to leave, watching him move towards the group with the jaguars.  "Well, that was easy."  She mused.  "For someone who doesn't like being in the middle of a fight he was sure ready to be used as a red hearing."  She smiled, and started jogging after him.  "Hopefully he won't get himself killed.  I'm getting tired of people I'm aligned with dying."  As the red pirate ran, red sparks of lightning began gathering around her left hand.