Jose
As Winrae stepped forward to finish off the tiefling, she was quickly halted in put into a state of shock as Essme stood between them. Beneath her helmet, Winrae was glaring straight through her winged sister and at the demon behind her, but Essme's words caught Winrae completely off guard. "He's ***What?***" Winrae raised her hand and placed a barrier around the tiefling, one that would not allow him to leave but also keep him protected given she had pretty much concussed him to the point of coming in and out of consciousness. It wasn't something she wished to do, but Essme was no liar, and Winrae had just harmed and nearly killed an innocent man.

Without another word, Winrae turned and put her focus onto the lizard beast now engaged with the prince. She had plenty, *Plenty* Of words to share with Essme about what was happening and why she saw a shirtless teifling holding her down, but it would have to wait. Flapping her wings once, she was up into the air about thirty feet, a perfect example of just how strong her pearly white wings were. Winrae watched as the prince aimed and threw a metal rod toward the kaladon and as it did she put a hand out, casting magic over the rod to be as true a shot as it could possibly be.
Sharon
As Winrae enchanted the rod to be even more on target than, for all intents and purposes, it already was, the metal rod slammed into the creatures skull, causing it to stiffen. It began to shudder, spasms climbing up and down its body as it struggled to stay upright with a metal rod through its brain; a similar effect to that of a chicken with its head cut off. The creature couldn't exactly do much as it stumbled and tried to stay standing, and as for Kam, he was now passed out completely in the dome Winrae had created.
Jesse
Thinking this would be the end of both her and Kameros, Essme was speechless when Winrae left for the skies. She stood in the same position for a moment, trying to take in everything that had happened. How did she find her? Did it really matter how at this point? Essme knew that she was going to get her ears chewed out either way when her sister was done cleaning up her mess. A heavy, shaky sigh fell from the angel as she dropped her wings down along with her arms. Watching as the Aasimar aided the royal guards and Prince in the skies, leaving her feeling weak and helpless. 

Right as the feeling of guilt began to wash over her, Essme quickly remembered Kam was still behind her. Gasping, the paladin whipped around so hard she practically lost her balance before falling to her knees into the thick sand bellow. Her worried grey hues fixated on the tiefling as she straggled forward, pushing her hands against the dome Winrae had created. 

"Kam? Kameros-!" She exclaimed, her brows twisting up in concern. After getting no response, Essme felt a pang in her chest. She was beginning to feel overwhelmed by all the emotions she was feeling, and in getting so worked up, worried she would cause more harm than good. Shakily whispering out a healing spell, the light paladin closed her eyes and focused hard. Small trails of light danced out from the woman's fingertips before they soon seeped through the dome Kam was placed in and surrounded his glistening purple skin. While she was sure he wouldn't wake up any time soon, when he did he would feel no pain of what had happened to him. 

Essme on the other hand.. Would more than likely be getting the other end of the stick..