Grev stares in disbelief as Lilium rushes past him and into the Kitchen, right behind an orc. From his vantage point, he can see the Orc make a very solid blow with his fist, and Lilium's magic suffusing her body...making her freeze in place.<br/><br/>At Calia's end, one of the mercenaries was already halfway down her throat. Though she looked injured, no doubt with a bit of luck she'd take them both out easily.<br/><br/>The gnoll, coyote, and Nekojin were all wounded. Things did not seem to be going well for their side. The plan was ruined. Lesik had already left him there to die, if he made the wrong choice. It was time to get out of here. With Lilium gone - he could do just that.<br/><br/>Taking one final glance towards the Kitchen...he turns and runs in a headlong rush right for the door.<br/><br/>Sheera notices him rushing in their direction, her voice calling over the din in the bar "HELP US, GREV!"<br/><br/>He takes a single, almost apologetic look at the Coyote-folk...casts his gaze down at the ground in something akin to shame...and yanks open the door.<br/><br/>((Grev will be gone next round, should noone stop him))