Isabel looked from side to side, seeing just how many of these creatures were crawling up the walls and bridges of the keep. The blonde was rather worried at first, however, these creatures were no real threat to Isabel, no matter what their numbers. The one that swiped at her bladed leg found it's head being impaled by her spear, as she spun around to ready herself for the onslaught that was to come. "Hmph..." She would be able to handle this on her own, she was chosen to be a warrior of Shang-qing, to think that she was some helpless damsel to be rescued would be an insult to not only Isabel herself, but sand in the eye of her life that had led her to this point. She had promised her family, the people she loved, that she would grow strong before she left home.<br/><br/>So that was what she would become. "So many of them..." That changed nothing though, zero multiplied by a million still equaled zero.