As she saw more people join in the fray, Mala laughed, perking up upon hearing a nearby brew vendor shout out "Try this super brew!" She turned and picked up a regular mug in her off-hand, catching the extra-large tankard tossed to her, and downed them both, dashing off through the crowd with blinding speed, bonking rogue dwarves on the head until there was a swath of unconscious dwarves cut straight through the crowd. As she just started tossing mugs again, the Dark Irons quickly decided to cut their losses and pile back into their mole machines and retreat to Blackrock Mountain. As she looked around to admire her handiwork, she thought she saw a familiar set of ears across the festival grounds.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>