Despite the urgency of the situation, Tae'loren was still able to catch the silent tension between Elariel and Roe'nor and Neras. Part of the hunter wanted nothing more than to leave them to their narcissistic knowledge seeking, but no one, not even those two, deserved such a fate as to be experimented on at the hands of Illidan's minions. After he was certain that the others were moving and had taken one of the subjects, glaring at Roe'nor and Neras as they left empty handed, he thought to take up a defensive position outside the chamber. Instead, he moved in to grab the last two subjects, thankfully dwarves, and paused by the two mages.<br/><br/>“Since you two are too good to help anyone but yourselves, our safety will be your responsibility now.” Standing with the other mages, he motioned for the two to lead the way to Ae'oleth's chamber and their escape. Tae'loren began to immediately condemn himself for being so brash and leaving their  safety to two such as them, though in a moment he would set down the dwarves if it meant the others' safety, he just didn't want to have to do that because Roe'nor and Neras believed that their gluttonous appetite for knowledge was more valuable than the groups' lives.<br/><br/>Moments passed faster than they ought to, and soon the sharp ring of combat could be heard ahead. The hunter yearned to rush ahead to join his blade-brother in combat, but he knew no one else would carry the dwarves. His steps quickened, and just ahead they could see several fel hounds and a few guardians trying to break the dwarvern line keeping them out of the chamber. Tae'loren turned to Roe'nor and Neras. “If you could be so kind as to dispatch those so that we may pass.” Now the hunter only hoped that they valued their OWN lives more than their knowledge.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>