The Machea let out a shrill cry that was mercifully cut off as the spear head going through its skull brought an end to its life, letting it slump down on the wooden platform as cold, blue blood seeped from its wound. The other three creatures that had targeted Isabel were now bunched together at the end of the walkway she was standing on, hissing violently at her, though not yet making a move. This drew the attention of more of the bladed lizards, a small group of which came up on the other end of the bridge, blocking her in from both sides, but neither group made a move on her just yet. That was, until another sound was heard from behind the mountain rise next to the keep, a sound that was more chilling than threatening, and would be heard by all of those in and around the keep, drawing them back to the center of their headquarters if they had wandered off.<br/><br/>The sound was the cry of an animal, a large one at that, though pain and desperation filled it. On top of that, there seemed to be some mechanical inflection on it, but it was too convincing to be faked. Wherever it came from, it seemed to induce these Machea to action, as two pairs of them on either side of the bridge Isabel stood on soon disappeared underneath again. While their kin stood guard on either end of the path (for whatever it was worth against a strong warrior), snaps of wood were heard, followed by the bridge groaning and starting to bend and break right at the center as it lost its support struts. If Isabel didn't move very fast, she would find herself falling down a very dark and unforgiving pit.<br/><br/>A building or two over, she might notice as a man in a dark hooded coat walked seemingly undisturbed by the monsters, who ran by as if they didn't notice. He paid Isabel no heed, even if he did notice her, but glanced up in the sky as he spotted a small, camera-like robot fluttering around in the moonlight, watching the events unfold.