She didn't like the fact that Lukas's head hadn't cleared with the disappearance of their attacker.  That meant the effect would be with them for some set amount of time, and until that time was up the daggerdare would be nearly useless.<br/><br/>Despite that, she pressed onward.  Her anger at the Lady in Red was far more driving than her concern about the jerk behind her. That didn't mean she wasn't worried for him at all, though. She was just about to suggest that perhaps he should hang back in the next fight when she hears him blurt out his compliment.  Freezing in place, she turns to look at the clearly still out of it rogue.  That drew her back to when they'd...<br/><br/>Tamara steeled herself and whirled back around.  There wasn't time for such things, even if she wanted to reopen the wounds.  So she ignored Lukas's comments, even as he repeated them in his drugged stupor.  Then they were suddenly at the edge of a clearing.  The rogue started to lose his balance, but a quick thwap from the warrior's gauntleted hand helped to keep him from falling.  It also helped relieve some of the frustration that had been building inside her.  Frustration that was turned to anger at the sight of the Lady in Red once more.<br/><br/>She was just about to go charging in when logic held her back.  In all likelihood and as much as she hated to admit it, she would probably need Lukas in the maze.  The real Lukas, not this halfwit version.  And so, with a sigh she sat down at the top of the hill and glared at the figure below.  She'd get her revenge... it would simply have to wait a bit.