Kaleeth neither stopped nor showed any signs of slowing down her killing spree. She hadn't got near anyone who wasn't a mercenary yet, but they were giving her a wound for every life she took. Her regeneration would take care of most of it, but Janius hoped she wouldn't push herself too hard.

"Kaleeth! Lookout!" Janius shouted. Kaleeth's strike upon the rotted building came as surprisingly as the rest of her strikes, but Janius was powerless to help against the collapsing building save for shouting in warning. By her movements, it appeared that Kaleeth had survived the rubble falling on her, but she was now vulnerable. With all the attention she had been gathering up to that point, there was little time before a trio of mercenaries moved in to assail her.

Filled with his own frantic rage, Janius shouted as he charged forth between the mercenaries and Kaleeth, distracting them away from her to focus on defending themselves. Janius ended his charge by slamming his shield against the first mercenary, pushing him stumbling to the ground. The other two closed in, one of which Janius feinted towards with his axe and the other Janius hurled a fireball towards. The spell impacted against the mercenary's raised shield, but stopped his advance. Janius pressed the advantage afforded by the space and stepped up to engage the one he feinted, swinging in a combo that was faster than he could keep up with carrying his mace and shield. Janius finished him by stepping in, hooking his axe behind the maceman's knee, pulling up until he fell to the ground, then bringing his axe down brutally against his helmet. The axe chopped through and left him with a few twitches of life left before Janius pulled his weapon out and faced the other two.

Janius had an unnerving and determined madness in his eyes and was clearly fighting recklessly. The remaining mercenaries may not make the same mistake of underestimating him.

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Sabine neared the large building and was undisturbed once enough distance was put between her and the main melee. The few people she spotted either didn't notice her or quickly ran away in fear. This suited her just fine. She raised her nose to the air again and caught some traces of Ahnasha and Fendros, which was instantly heartening, but what really perked up her ears was the howl that suddenly sounded from within the keep. It was Ahnasha, Sabine knew it. To give Ahnasha hope, Sabine responded by pointing her head to the sky and letting out her own howl.

Now her lead was solid. Sabine traversed the settlement to the very edge of the keep and hid behind a nearby wall to inspect the situation. The large double doors were shut fast with a couple of bowmen watching from above, but they were distracted by the crowd of desperate and fearful people banging on the door, pleading for use of the keep's safety. The distraction was enough for Sabine to quickly pad over to a side wall and begin to scale it. It took her a little while, but her beast spirit hauled up the masonry and pallsade walls without much effort. It took some sneaking and climbing along the outside of the walls to find a spot to slip indoors undetected, but she managed it.

It was at the bottom of the spiral staircase that led up to the walls that Sabine was spotted and half a cry of alarm was raise before Sabine pounced upon the guard and tore out his throat. She could only hope that no one would investigate as she tried to regain the scent of her friends. She started by skirting along one wall. [i]Sniff, sniff, sniff, exhale...[/i]dust blew up from the skirting. Only traces still. She moved forward, [i]sniff, sniff, sniff, exhale...[/i]

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The chaos outside caught Fendros' attention. He kept his head pointed towards the door expecting the pack to break it down at any moment. They were going to get out of here. Ahnasha was still distraught, so much so that she eventually transformed. Fendros was about to try and discourage her from struggling too much in light of the shackles they had placed, but was interrupted by the door opening. His heart sank as the exact opposite of what he desired to pass through the door made himself apparent.

The noble's comment about Rhazii renewed anger in Fendros, causing him to clench his teeth and glare, but they were still at his mercy. "How do you plan to escape, torturer?"