"That's right, beasts! Run right the hell off!" Banging her blades together a few times to make sure they were scared off, the clanging of metal sounding after the scampering animals and wolf blood and ichor dripping off of them,  Sabriella turned around and opened up her helmet to take a look at the princess.<br/><br/>"Are you unharmed, your majesty?"<br/><br/>Genuine concern was in her voice as she looked over the fetching beauty, searching for any signs that Sabriella had failed in her task and let the wolves damage the Realm’s future. She was no doctor, but she had been in the trenches long enough that she knew what to be most worried about - The princess catching that damned disease that had torn the country apart.<br/>While she did notice the new ally who had come to their aid, she was not immediately any of Sabriella’s concern - If she had wished them ill or was infected, she had had plenty of chances to take and had instead come to their aid. That was enough of a proof of good intentions for now. She only gave a brief glance at their mage and seeing her stand up, she gave the princess her full attention.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>