Zenia glanced over the couch at the sound of someone not the russian speaking russian. To her surprise it was the large orc like creature. He was spouting something about gods, sons, and fathers. Not that it really mattered since it seemed he was on their side. She ducked back under the couch listening for the sound of the solders coming closer, though she doubted they would get through the russian and his friend. Perhaps they would get out of this alive after all, how very fortunate.