Akara was pissed by how everything had turned out. The last thing she'd wanted to do was leave the city, even now she was sorely tempted to turn back and go at it again. Normal hollowmen or not she was unaccustomed to leaving and if she'd been alone she would not have. To say she was in a foul mood would be an understatement. That the other two seemed to be in agreement over leaving abandoning the city to it's fate even if only for a time made her chafe with irritation.<br/><br/>The thought of losing the city was inconceivable and about the last thing she wanted to hear. It boggled her mind how quickly they thought the odds were against them. She knew the desert was harsh and her experience was far diffrent from theres but to her it had been far to early to pull back. Besides her pride didn't like to to think they'd retreated when they still had a chance. If truth be told she would have rather died fighting then ever turn from a battle to retreat.<br/><br/>She leveled her dark gaze on Aryia and shook her head her dark hair coming free of it's binding "I'm fine, lets go back with all haste. We can gather soldiers and return we will<em>not</em>lose the city or force these people from there homes unless theres no other option." She said her words lightly clipped betraying her irritation.  She put her heels to Sandstorm who reared slightly then ran ahead in front of the others. She wanted a moment alone to let her temper cool before they arrived at the castle.