Roe'nor and Neras never ceased to surprise Elariel. The shock and shame was clear on her face as they left the chamber empty handed. Even if a sense of conscience wasn’t enough to inspire them to assist the wounded *she'd have thought a apprehensive appreciation for their discoveries would cover it. Instead, as she struggled under the weight of the wounded elf she was carrying, she glared daggers through their back. She could tell from Tae'loren's words and expression that he was also disgusted by their behaviour. Elariel was pleased that he had made it clear.<br/><br/>Elariel's musing were short lived. Before long the sound of combat reverberated through the corridor they were in. Up ahead Ae'oleth was battling against some fell creatures, his movements a dance of death inducing grace. Now, confronted with danger to themselves, Roe'nor and Neras were more willing to follow Tae'loren's suggestions. It wa good timing too, as two Fel hound peeled off the pack and turned their glowing eyes on the new arrivals. With careful haste, Elariel let the woman in her arms slip to the floor, her lips *moving and her hands reaching into her pockets for reagents. In but a few moments the glow and flashes of magic were filling the corridor. Teamed with Ae'oleth's deadly dance, they were able to dispatch their foes. The last guardian shot in the back with a spell as he turned and ran, o doubt intending to warn his comrades.<br/><br/>"Come, quickly!" Ae'oleth growled. There was no more than a moment of hesitation before the magicans followed him. Elariel could tell that Ae'oleth knew his way around, there was no hesitation in his movements. It wasn't long before they were led to a corridor where Ae'oleth withdrew a statue of a miniature door from his pocket. When he set it down on the ground it increased in size and flung open of its own volition to reveal a swirling portal beyond.<br/><br/>"Through here." The Night Elf through his brother a look before making for the door.<br/><br/>"Where will that take us?" Elariel called out, halting the Hunter in his tracks.*<br/><br/>"Back to the Stronghold." The words were cast out before the Hunter stepped through the portal.<br/><br/>"We can't go there," Aidyn said, eyes wide.<br/><br/>"It's either there or here."*<br/><br/>Elariel's eyebrows raised at Roe'nor's words. It seemed he was more than willing to accept orders when they served him. The mages looked at each other, and Elariel's eyes fell on Tae'loren. She had trusted him this far, she couldn't give up her faith now.*<br/><br/>"I think-" Elariel begun. The braying of Fel hounds stopped her in the middle of her sentence, but they finished of her message for her. She reached over, heaved the prone form of the elf onto her shoulders and made for the door hoping once more that her Night Elf had not led them astray.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>