Mahsati's new pet trembles under her touch, mouth hanging open, squirming at the sensation of the elf's fingers, the blood dripping and drying on her chin. She moans, trying to form words but cannot, her body trembles from sobs. She lets out a fearful yelp as Mahsati pushes her towards the giant scorpion, still feasting on the corpse of the half-orc. She topples into a huddled pile, eyes locked on those rhythmic, horrid mandible, feeling vulnerable without her magic.<br/><br/>Cricket and Denhala follow Khait upstairs, ready to take up position to deal with the last of the mercenaries, whilst Mahsati flies out the wings of her new form, seeking to keep them from mounting their horses. Still clutching her curved blade blade, Fizza hangs by the wall, not sure what she is meant to do.<br/><br/><strong>“Yes sir. But please, don't be too harsh on them. They're not as practical as me, she was, she was just trying to stick by her friends,”</strong>the priest grimaces, realizing its a little late for the mutilated woman. The Cardinal turns to the other warrior, still staring at the mage, shocked. After a second prompting he mumbles<em>“I was the assistant at a book store. I can read, and I know a bit Kupiga poetry,”</em><br/><br/>The archers approach their horses, but in a blur of movement, silver, black and blue, a sword of elven design flashes in the sun, and then there is red. Moments later, the first man screams, not Mahsati's victim, they are already dead, but the closest witness. Panicked they scatter, and the elf dances after them, quicker, and far deadlier. Some flea for the open sands, but the braver make for the horses, and even a consummate killer cannot reap so many. In one of the rooms on the temple's first floor, the two archers notch arrows and fire, Cricket finding her mark in the centre of an orc's back, the reddened tip protruding through their chest, whilst Denhala's hits the sand.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Khait</div><div class="spoiler_body">You can take a throw with the spear, but between the angle and range it will take -6 penalty.</div></div><br/><br/>OOC: With the one dropped by Cricket's arrow, and three killed by Mahsati, that leaves five archers escaping, three on foot, two on horse. Minus an extra one is Khait can hit with her spear.