Ester raised her eyebrows, surprised by Mesaraih's choice. She opened her mouth, ready to respond when they were ambushed by the Darkspawn. At first, she simply watched, almost impressed that the rogue could fight even with her spell still in play. Almost. When he pushed a genlock towards her, she twirled her fingers watching as the thing froze and tumbled over. With another wave, she glided the mist off of his skin and towards the group that she had heard appearing behind her, amping up the power of the spell caused the wall of ice she'd used the previous day to raise from the ground again. Two shards of ice pierced the bodies of two of the hurlocks, their screeches sounding out as the shards impaled them. She stepped backwards, herself and Mesaraih now basically back to back as the Darkspawn surrounded them.<br/><br/>"Ester." She replied. "Give me your daggers, quickly." She instructed him, holding out either hand for him to place them in. They wouldn't have much time to do the exchange, the Darkspawn were closing in on the pair.<br/><br/>Tal let out an animalistic growl, drawing his axe from his back and stepping towards the Darkspawn that threatened him and Valehna. "Come on then!" He shouted, hoping to taunt them towards him. He hoped that whilst they were focused on him, the elf would be able to use her magic.<br/><br/>As they turned towards him, he charged forward, spinning round whilst holding his axe out. Whilst most managed to dodge out of the way, he caught two and sliced them up, one stumbled backwards, dead. The other, badly injured.