At Yuna's command, Rasvona gathered a squad of her men and headed off in the direction of the gunshot. Tolkov would chase after them, having received her own orders from the commandant. The crowd, still one part shock, still on part smoldering with outrage, dispersed from the plaza at Yuna's request. Honestly, who could argue with what she had just done, running into a crowd of angry malcontents to save their spokeswoman. The elven woman who had assisted Tabitha Calas onto the second tier of the fountain would try and follow after the medics; they had put Calas onto the stretcher and was carrying her toward the fort. The elf was promptly denied. "You can't expect me to just leave her in your hands! She's my friend, let me through!"<br/><br/>Having seen that the crowd wasn't going to be an issue any longer, Kovacs' sharpshooters uncloaked themselves. There were ten of them in all, all very good at what they did. Among them,  Kovacs was missing. Wherever she went though, the men and woman under her command started to move across the rooftops, heading east.<br/><br/>Grashe and her cannon squads approached from their position, rolling the big guns with them. "That could have been a lot worse," the redhead commented.