Marina watched as the wargs approached.  She knew they were invisible in the darkness of the house, but that didn't make her feel much better.  Finally, she made her mind.  "Chelseaa, take Rebecca and Liz to the back room," she said quietly.<br/><br/>"But-" Chelseaa began.<br/><br/>"Don't argue, child, do it!" Marina commanded.  She watched as Chelseaa did as she was told, then turned back to face the door.  Muttering some more spells, she cast the same wards on the windows, and the back door, just in case.  She wished she knew some spells that might kill something, but Minarra did not approve of killing living creatures.  Finally, she cast an illusion on herself, making her appear to everyone else as a blackrobed figure, with only shadow and gleaming red eyes in place of its face.  She held in her hands a huge double-edged sword.  It was only a mirage of course; she couldn't hurt anyone with the fake weapon, but it looked terrifying, stained with blood as it appeared to be.<br/><br/>She took a deep breath, and opened the front door.  The ward did not trigger, because it was attuned to her, and she made herself step calmly through it, to face the orcs outside.  "You are not welcome here," she said calmly as she could to the orcs.  "There is nothing left for you."  She raised her massive blade, the "blood" on it glinting redly in the light of the torches.  "I have already feasted on the pitiful humans who lived here.  Leave now, before I take your souls as well."