Sabine and Fendros both nodded in agreement to their tasks. Firing upon the mercenaries from their own vantage point would do well to cause confusion. Each of them removed their equipment and donned the robes, reequipping themselves such that the robes would not obstruct access. Sabine eyed the two mages assigned to her curiously. They were easier to see than her, but they might have magic to help them in that regard.

While Janius slid into the black robe he was given, making sure to wear his shield, belt and sword on the outside, he listened to the plan as it was proposed. Despite it relying on trusting the mercenaries to trust the cult for long enough to betray them, he had to admit that replacing the prisoners with expendable undead was a clever move. 

Sabine, Fendros and Ahnasha's roles had been set, which led Janius to wonder about the rest of the pack. "Would the rest of us serve better to try and sneak around the long way to surround them, or stay by you? Also, if a fight doesn't break out on its own, what is the signal to initiate one?"