Jarvis huffed a little as he saw his opponent collapse to the ground lifeless after being cut by Catarina's sword. Usually he would have made a uproar, had he been a bit younger. As for now he was thankful for it. He looked to Catarina and nodded. "Thanks,.. I owe ye one." He said. He looked around and saw that there was one going for the sorcerer. He rushed for it know the mages tricks might not work on these ones. He swung his hammer around it's giant pummel slamming into it's side sending it to fall to the ground to his right. He then proceeded to finish it off by walking over to it and stomping down on it with his foot. He looked to the drow and saw she had done a good job on her own and nodded. Everyone was doing a great job at the most. He glanced to the ceiling to see if he could see anymore. He saw nothing at the moment and sighed. He did not expect those things here. It must have been Nerul himself who put them here. Or his priests. Which he is guessing were at the places entrance or something. There were no signs of priests anywhere. He expected they would run into them up the road sooner or later.

             Vivian watched as the group handled their own. Preparing to step in if she needed too,