Sheva's magic caused the man to halt before the maps, freezing him still as the spellwords came to completion. Guards rushed in to surround him first, eyeing the stairs to the top where the others must be finishing up their fight. The man glared at Sheva but that was all he could do, his expression unchanging other than his eyes and their lids.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Zaer's swordsmanship brought down the remaining orc soldier on the ground, only leaving the few at the top of their towers waiting anymore. The orcs numbers had dwindled, this battle was almost over. The orc boss looked like he realized it too, shouting out bellowingly. "We aint getting slaughtered here! Run for the hills, boys!"<br/><br/>Sachi's blade bit deep into the woman's dark flesh, making her shriek and tremble. Seeming like a mage she backed away badly shaken up, panting and holding her chest but reaching to her side she pulled out something from a hidden pocket, raising a vial to her lips and drinking it down hurriedly. She had backed away five feet before drinking that, but the effects were obvious. Ghostly illusion of stone itself coating her body appeared and faded, but there was a definite magical aura lingering, whatever that potion did.