"Perhaps not. But maybe they will see the folly in their choices and understand who they oppose as they gaze upon the corpses of their brethren. Can you even handle another flight? You seemed to barely be able to handle carrying me for a short period."<br/><br/>She smirked at the rogue's explanation for keeping the relic, but that quickly faded when she was called, 'Tubby' by both women. "Fight or flight. How unimaginative of you. Step aside, and I will ensure that we are troubled no longer. Observe from above if you wish."<br/><br/>That said, she studied the corpse of one of the nearby downed cultists before stealing, then augmenting her form. She then hopped over the side of the walls and feigned a terrified fall. She made a show of howling in pain and fear, then crawling before the 'pain' in her legs subsided enough for her to pretend to be fleeing something of great terror.<br/><br/>She ran at the men and animatedly reported the deaths of their kin as if they were slain by Tiamat herself before warning them of the brutal fate that awaited them should they venture any closer to the keep. Already skilled enough at half-truths to make a true dragon smile, her aura amplied the display even more and when the shadow of something briefly darkened the sky overhead -whether it was a large bird or her comrades- she used it to declare that the hunt of an enraged, collosal dragon was ongoing.<br/><br/>When she had them all in her hands, she suddenly feigned a retreat to scare them into running for their very lives, then roared as a great dragon to spur them onward. A wide grin touched her lips as she watched them disappear into the distance and she wiped her hands against each other as she appreciated her work and waited for her allies.