Dylana heard the heavy footfalls as they rapidly approached, her eyes flashed open and she started to rise, turning towards the source of the sound as she did so. She caught a glimpse of the charging horde before it leapt turning to follow it with her eyes as it landed heavily in the midst of her companions. Her own hands dropped to the wicked knives that hung at her sides. She opened her mouth, about to call out when she felt the cold steel of twin daggers against the dark skin of her neck. Her eyes flashed wide open in surprise, "By Elune!"<br/><br/>She watched as more of the horde swarmed upon their group, watched as one deflected the axe of another, saving one of her human friends. She heard the words, their talk of gold, and of sharing the elf. Without moving, she spoke, forcing her voice to remain calm and subdued. "Who are you?" She asked of the one at her back, "What do you want from us?"