Ravus bowed again and tipped his hat to the king, "lets go, those hollowmen won't rekill themselves." Ravus laughed, he seemed much lighter than before when he shot the balverine figure. "I will meet you by the gates of the castle." He got behind his chair and disappeared, he wasn't a willuser, but Ravus' family always had a knack for using spells that were meant to enhance the body and use the abilities of the mind and the powers of persuasion. He reappeared at the end of the hallway outside of the meeting room and began to walk towards the gates, checking to see if all of his weaponry was in check.<br/><br/>Ravus stopped outside the gates and looked back for the other two. He began to contemplate that maybe using his guns would not be the best idea with Arya around. He took one of the stakes that was strapped to his chest out of its holster and touched the point, "I can throw one of these I guess, I always have my knives... and I can push some of the beasties away." He put the stake back and nodded to himself, looking down at his pistols, " my apologies, but you will have to be a last resort, for the sake that the will user may concentrate on her spells." He felt like he was betraying himself with the thought of not using his pistols, but it was for someone else's favor.