Torrens, hearing the clamour and noise of battle in the streets ahead, jogged through the alleyways until he was near, at which point he hauled himself up onto a carefully selected stone roof in order to get a better view. In the streets he could see skirmishes with the Keeper's minions, headed by Athinar, against small clusters of guards. But in the town center the town's garrison assembling, preparing to march as a coherent unit through the attackers, backed by their powerful sorcerer priests. If they were allowed to advance in force, then severe casualties would likely be suffered on their side. Granted, a collection of Rogue Beings this size was a force to be reckoned with, but there was no sense in simply hurling themselves at an armed and ready mesh of spears, shields and magic. They needed to be broken up.

Torrens looked up and saw on another rooftop the half-giant dark knight which he recognised as Balothiss, hurling fireballs into defenders below. Torrens gave him a wave and nod of recognition, and jumped back down into the alleyways.

It was not long before he was in position. He had taken the backstreets to flank the main guard force. He discovered that many of the side streets had been blocked by walls of ice, an obvious effort to control the movements of the guards. Now Torrens was beside the column, near the sorcerer priests, with nothing but a wall of frozen water separating them. Acknowledging the need for speed, he braced himself and stepped bodily into the ice wall, vaporising it, and then spewed forth enough fire to engulf the entire block of sorcerers. Such an attack would have surely taken them by surprise, and may have incapacitated a good portion of them, but these sorcerers of fire and water were perfectly equipped to counter such an attack as well. As such, Torrens was not surprised to see that many of the sorcerer priests had managed to cast appropriate shields before they received any severe injury. In fact, that was part of his plan.

Quick as he came, Torrens darted back into the alleyway and dived around a corner just in time to avoid a barrage of water bolts from the water priests. He clambered to his feet, unharmed from having dived into solid cobblestones, and shot a few fire bolts around the corner at the priests. He did not expect them to hit, for the priests had ample ability to deflect such attacks. Instead, he hoped to splinter the group.

If some of the priests break off to go after him, he'd fall back, providing token resistance, and lead them away from the group. If some of the guards are sent, he would go back far enough to not be under fire from the priests, fight them, then return. If no-one took the bait, he would just keep shooting, either forcing them to deal with him or distracting the spellcasters enough so they can't help the guards. Really, he was hoping a group of priests would break off to deal with him, although it was entirely possible that this main column was too well disciplined to do such a thing.