Jinto Skynker was leading his warband of six Skaven. the silence of the Mordheim was unnerving to the rats until they started hearing the sound of battle. Jinto paused and listened then sniffed the air "this way-way." he said flatly. The Skaven had drawn their weapons Thanrin the poison wind globadier had his warplock pistols, the two warp guards had spears and shields at the ready, the three vermin-kin were a mismatched sort with Fetch wielding a dagger and sword, Brazen armed with spear and shield then Itchit armed with a mace and shield. they all wore light armor and helmets except Jinto who drew his weeping blades as they saw the Cult of the Possessed attacking the Sisters of Sigmar Jinto wasn't thinking and threw himself into the fray. stabbing the nearest cultist while his Warband followed suit taking out the cult with speed and ferocity. The sisters were cornered with an inn at their back with the back half collapsed, most of the sisters were down except one who was trying to keep the cult away from her fallen comrades. Jinto and his Warband easily outnumbered them but thought a moment as he held his warriors back. Jinto then flicked his eyes at Thanrin and said "see what you can do for them. no kill-kill" he hissed as he kept his eyes on the one sister still standing.<br/><br/>Thanrin saw the fallen sister things where all still breathing and set to work on treating them with the help of the other Skaven.