[h3]Melina and Mithera[/h3] Melina sighed, and rolled over the one holding his nose, the only remaining conscious wizard of the ones she had faught. [b]"Tangle with us again, you'll end up dead."[/b] Her voice was jolly, but still serious for the individual to know she wasn't joking. [b]"Tell your friends."[/b] She let him roll back over before starting to walk towards the town and the mountain. She was just a little worried about being stopped, but she figured she'd probably be able to handle most of the wizards here, if not all of them. She bit her lip for just a moment, before resting one hand on her hip, near where her knife was, and ignoring Mithera.

Mithera, after only a moment, would've flown up into the air like Karn suggested, looking down at the scene. She watched events unfold, as well as for anything that might be coming to knock her out of the sky. She was especially conscious of the latter, she didn't have a smaller form to revert to if she lost a wing or a leg or something.