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Esben plucking the bombs from her fingers were the last thing she was expecting [color=FEF698]"Creative? What are you...There's no time!"[/color] She looked over at him with a degree of bewilderment. Her gaze snapped back to Reisa who had just managed to stand up when the bombs exploded around her. Three of the bombs erupted with a thunderous, concussive force around her but the fourth burst into a silvery mist that when it came into contact Reisa began to flash freeze. Ice ran down her forearms, and legs, freezing her to the ground for the moment [color=FEF698]"At least you can throw straight."[/color] Chisa said to Esben, hand reaching for the dagger she put away. She was surprised as Esben came around, wrapped a hand around her waist, and ushered her towards the rest of the group.

The ice that was trapping Reisa's legs had already begun to crack when Eliane fired off her first shot. Reisa did not appear to move out of the way as the barrage saturated the space around her, likely concussed from the earlier bombs. Smoke, dust, and ash swirled around the area and obscured any image of the captain. Gunshots continued to ring out from the rooftops and from down the street, the sounds of battle getting closer by the second. Chisaki did her best to keep pace with Esben as they moved along, but it seemed the damage she did to her leg was worse than she initially thought. 

Arton rushed up to Hien one Ciradyl and Esben seemed to have control of Izayoi, supporting the lord and covering his back with his shield as they made a hasty retreat. It took every fiber of his willpower not to rush towards Reisa after the barrage of explosion riddled the space around her [color=537DAE]"Robin, Rudolf, do you think you can clear a path to the exit?"[/color] He called out to the swordswoman, seeing as most of their numbers were currently assisted the injured or unconscious members of their party. His heart ached as they left the prison and wreckage of the airship behind. This was not the time to get wrapped up in sentiment. There would be time to process tonight after they reached safety.

His grip on Hien immediately dropped as two footmen charged at him from a dark alley, putting himself in the way as a sword was thrust forward. The shield on his arm smacked the blade away and made an opening for his own to pierce the upper chest of the assailant. The lifeless body fell onto him which he used to stop the next attacker's strike. He tossed the body aside quick enough that it put his opponent off balance. One swing lopped his forearm off and the following strike struck the throat, ending the threat quickly. Arton resumed guardianship of Hien as they picked up the pace once more.