The shards of ice came crashing down on Genevieve, and was very successful at causing the distraction. At least for her. Fortunately for the rest of the group, she had served her purpose at this point and was no longer an incredibly important factor in any of this. 

They had drove Zargon out of town, and even Artholath had retreated away from them. Despite her injuries, she could finally breathe. She had the utmost confidence in the rest of the group to come out of this victorious. Whether it was a fools notion or not would be seen in the next few moments. But she turned her back towards the group as she went to lean on a bench not far from their position.

Glancing towards the gnome she asked simply "Would you happen to have a tonic? Or something at least to restore my strength?"

[@The Fated Fallen]