"Iron Rose Knights, charge!"
At the command, Maritza launched into action with a visceral growl. Uncoiling with a violent ferocity, the naga charged ahead of her fellow knights down the staircase to the right, armored fists at the ready. Naga's were a rare enough sight in Thaln, even more so within the capital itself; so one could forgive the mercenaries for being caught off-guard when the Knight Serpenta came barreling down the stairs at them like an out of control freight wagon.
Slipping under the hastily erected guard of the first merc, Maritza opted to simply tear his throat out with her teeth as she lunged back upwards. As her first target toppled backwards with a gurgling scream, Mari spat red in the face of the next closest goon. With her opponents reeling, the Naga grabbed a torch sconce to arrest the movement of her human half. The sconce's metal frame shrieking in protest, Mari whipped her tail down the stairs and into the onrushing mercenaries. With a heavy crunch, the Naga crushed a couple of the mercs against the stone pillar of the staircase itself and sent several more tumbling backwards into their comrades.
Not giving them a moment to recover, Maritza dove back in. A whirlwind of armored fists, bloody teeth and emerald scales, the Naga pushed the offensive in a coldly calculated berserk fury. Terror and intimidation were the name of the game, so Mari overwhelmed her opponents with brute strength and pure ferocity. Heads were smashed into walls, exposed flesh was ripped asunder and limbs snapped between her scales.