Crimzon shook her head and looked back at Tyrande.<span style="color: darkred">"And what of the sentinels on duty? The sentinels on patrol near the graveyard and near the portals? Someone is going to answer for this and I'm not above going after the other sentinels, someone needs to punish them for failing. And where was the alert of intruders?" </span>The sentinel looked towards the door and let out a sigh of anger.<span style="color: darkred">"I'm going to go investigate, I'll keep my blade here as usual." </span>She didn't wait for a response and stormed out of the room but her blade remained floating by the priestess' side.<span style="color: darkred">"I'm going to break someone in half for this- You there, sentinel, with me! "</span>Crimzon looked around and whistled at another sentinel.<span style="color: darkred"> "You too, you don't do anything anyways. Haul your ass over here or you'll find yourself jobless. Again." </span>The sentinel in question scowled but followed Crimzon to the city graveyard.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>