Liliana’s eyes shot wide open at the sound of gunshots, pupils immediately pinpoint. In one swift movement, she scooped up Dziecko and secured her knapsack, moving fast toward the door before she was even entirely upright or awake. The girl with a shotgun beat her to the doorway and whisked outward, past the raspy-voiced man with a crossbow, but the giant was the farthest ahead; Liliana peered over the older man’s shoulder, standing on her tip toes as one hand tightened over the hilt of her latest dagger acquisition. Even in her state of heightened outward perceptivity, she was keenly aware of the deep tingles that lit the base of her spine again.<br/><br/>A little girl? The usually-blank stare narrowed slightly at the waifish child that still held a gun, obviously having just unloaded the hail of bullets that had startled the company. Her hair was a long, tangled mess and she was thin, even more so than most children. Liliana released the piglet back into the shielded room. She had heard of roving gangs of bandits that used children as bait, luring in small groups to ambush… but they didn’t usually arm the children. Even from this distance, the blonde woman could see the look of panic on the wispy girl’s face. Not that it was an unusual reaction, considering what she faced.<br/><br/>On that note, the giant swung out a massive arm, intercepting anyone who tried to push past him. She said nothing as he tore a chunk from the wall; surely he was only threatening, and wouldn’t actually hurl it towards such a little –<br/><br/>The thought was cut off by the giant’s bellow and prompt hurling of the chunk. She felt something akin to a sonic force as the twisted hunk of old building left his hand, and alarm widened her eyes (slightly) again. Unthinkingly she rushed forward, voice uncharacteristically loud enough to cut through the frozen air and tinged with the same (mild) alarm on her face as he gathered himself for a rush.<span style="font-weight: bold">“Stop!”</span><br/><br/>Before her voice could reach him, Rock had leapt so high and so powerfully into the air that his footprints had dug deeply enough into the hard ground to act as fairly defensible trenches- she skirted them as icy wind from his momentum whistled around her ears. Before she had made more than three strides, the boulder exploded in front of the untouched little girl. Liliana skidded to a halt, one arm coming up to shield her eyes from any debris. The alarm shifted back into an unreadable mask as she tried to keep up with what was happening at the end of Rock's trajectory, still approaching but at a pace tempered by caution.