Sybella's heart was pained for every scream she heard from inside the Snake Mother's temple.  But while her sisters raised their weapons to fight off the beasts, the Priestess' attention was fixed on the cloud from which the abominations seemed to be emanating.  She mutters a muted prayer for the goddess' protection, for herself and all her fellow guards as she wraps her cloak around herself and makes her way towards the green cloud.<br/><br/>With her other hand, Sybella grips her dagger, ready to lunge out against anything that may accost her on her approach.  Her mind races with the possibilities of what could possibly be done to restrain this immaterial haze.  She hopes some agency directs it, hoping it can be distracted into pursuing her.  With her Magic Defense the priestess may keep it occupied long enough to bind it.  As she skulks along the side of the street she peers around for any other nearby guards she may call on to cover her against the prowling beasts.