Fiona had been hard at work prepping the army to evacuate, she tried to save as many people and soldiers as she could, while salvaging as much of the city's supply as possible, she was lucky enough to have a favorable wind, as well as just enough time to have whatever explosive and flammable materials set up to destroy as much of the city's wartime facilities and supplies as possible, leaving nothing for the demons to use. It was a long shot and it relied on the demon's not putting out the fire's in time. But either way it should slow them down.<br/><br/>She smiled as she saw Jurai arrive, it was good fortune that she was able to save so many, even now the civilian convoy was leaving the city. "Yay Jurai I'm glad you made it out. We've done as much as we can to get people out, but the city cannot be saved, but we can make it cost them, we just need to get out of the walls and we can see the city set ablaze with the demons inside it." It was cold of her to come with such a strategy, and she was certainly no soldier, but Fiona knew that the only way the mortal armies would stand a chance against the demon hordes would be to make the most of their casualties while limiting their own as much as possible. She looked to Jurai's wound and then turned back and nodded to her "adopted" unit of archer's each with fire arrows prepped to set fire to their home, but at least being destroyed by fire is better than being defiled by demons. She was hoping that the vicinity of the substances would be enough to trigger a chain reaction between them all.<br/><br/>"OK, I'm so terribly sorry it's come to this men, but destruction is far better than defilement, fill your hearts with flame that will wash away as much of the demon army as possible, we may have lost the Outlook, but we will make them pay for it in blood!" She nodded while turning back to Jurai. We need to get out of here now, the convoy is already moving and we'll be taking the rear guard, but first..." Without even asking for Jurai's opinion she placed her hand on his wound, soon he would feel a torrent of healing wash over him as the wound became nothing but a light scar. But in return Fiona's face whitened noticeably and became much more unsteady on her feet, even using her staff to support her weight. "Come on... Let's get out of here" She smiled and starting making her unsteady march out of the city, as fire arrows begun raining overhead setting fire to the roofs of buildings, with the occasional explosion.