Her prey had stopped struggling, Zael had a good grip on her wrists, she smiled at the sight of such a powerless prey. She glanced quickly at the fight, but then as she returned to look at the Night Elf under her, she suddenly felt a strong push to her side. She was sent rolling on the side, landing on her back a few feet away, as pain shot out from where the new arrival had connected. Zael brought her hand to her side, massaging her hurting hips, and looked up at the surprise attacker. Another Alliance member had apparently joined the group.<br/><br/>The young troll was on her back and disarmed, in a vulnerable position, but the slightly more balanced odds only made her grin. She liked preys who put up a fight and she still had no illusion as to who would win this.<br/>