Right now, hidden behind a few shrubs near the lake edge some distance away from the nearest tents, she was looking sideways at the distant wooden decking where the human was standing, her face shaffron torn. She wanted to turn to follow the human as he left the decking but couldn't afford to. You see, she was busy dealing with the fact that the sphinx on the ground in front of her had a punching blade to her throat. For her part, she had two wing blades leveled at the sphinx's mid section, pinning one of his forelegs to the ground.