Akara and the others followed the guards directions to the ship waiting straining against the ropes still binding it to land. Even the speed of their horses were no match for the dead who seemed to multiply with ease. The streets were choked with them and she could hear over the whistle of the wind in her ears the others of her party fighting not only the enemies around them but the horse to weave between them.<br/><br/>They were so close just a few more moments till they reached the dock and the ship waiting there when one of the horses screamed it's rider with it. The feminine scream alerted the party to Evian the youngest of them all. they watched as her horse fell and her with it as the dead swarmed upon her. They could see the flash of steel in the light but even as Akara pulled the rains to hard making Sandstorm rear back they knew it was too late.<br/><br/>A grim faced Griffin his arm held protectively against his chest cut off the desert princess as she tried to turn around and get to Evian. They're eyes met both with determination, hers suicidal, his level headed. They didn't need words to know he wouldn't let her go after Evian. Knowing time was running short Akara cast slow time and the three off them raced for the ship looking like a blur as as their horses galoped up the gangplank onto the last remaining ship.<br/><br/>Jumping down from the horses back with lithe grace Akara tossed potions to the two men as they dropped from their own horses and took possession of hers. With a parting glance they took the horses to tend to them as well as themselves and she set off to find someone to tell her what the hell was going on, where everyone else is, and once more what she could do to help.