[h2][color=82ca9d]Krissandria Elliott[/color][/h2]
From the moment that Kori had sent her away, to this moment had been nothing but a blur for the Queen's guard. She still hadn't slept much; though had agreed to eat more when they stopped on their way at night. It was clear that she was stressed, if not only from the darkening circles around her eyes but the way she carried herself. Her posture normally perfect, she was slightly slouched or found herself leaning on one leg or the other... When the H'kelan King made his appearance, Krissandria was ready to attack, though kept her head.

Of everyone there, Krissandria felt as though her urge to run forward was second only to the Prince's. She stood patiently, however, as the situation unfolded before them. As soon as Kori was visible, her jaw clenched, brow furrowed, teeth gritting slightly. The adrenaline already starting to pump through her. This was what made her burst forth so fast as soon as the word was given. Axe pulled from her back, it swung with none of it's usual flourish. The first H'kelan that came her way was an unfortunate soul, quick to drop with no arms and a slash cross their chest. 

Eyes were filled with nothingness. Her mercy had left, and while her sense had not, she still allowed her emotion to drive her actions, axe swinging wildly, knocking people it didn't hit with the blade, to the side with enough force to take even those with the widest, lowest stances off their feet. The pointed end finding it's way into one opponent's chest, vaulting herself over them and onto another's shoulders where she quickly kicked their head to the side with a satisfying snap. As their body dropped she hopped to the ground herself. She was a known threat now, and it was made clear they thought so when she was surrounded. This is when the flourishing seemed to come back; twirling the pole-arm around herself to deflect hits with minimal effort, but when she caught the handle in both hands again to slash forward into another, she felt a hard hit at her back, sending her to her knees. Attacks came at her in the moment of vulnerability, yet escaping with the luck of her cloak being the only thing hit, she unfastened her clip from it allowing it to fall away from her body. 

Rolling along the ground a moment to dodge she was quickly back to her feet, hitting the soldiers against them in a row keeping the distance of her weapon between herself and her targets, making sure the blade hit. If they dodged it with a step back she was sure to lunge forward hitting them with the spiked end rather than axe blade, and continued on. As they fell, her eyes fell upon Kori, her previously dead eyes welling with love, determination and perhaps a hint of fear. The pause was not long, and soon enough she found her weapon being swung about once more, moving ever closer to her destination... 
[color=82ca9d][i]'Don't worry... I'm coming..!'[/i][/color]

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[h2][color=coral]Thuraya Azize[/color][/h2]
On the other side of things; we have Thuraya. While normally she'd jump at the opportunity to show off her strength; especially with the new powers she'd received from Karin, her mind was more-so to protect what once was her home. Not the King or his men, but the civilians who had come to this place. While the others charged in, the scorpionfolk found herself keeping her hood up, motioning to a group of men and women, to move now. 

They followed her, and she lead them out of harm's way before she made her way back into the battle. Sword pulled out from under her cloak and was risen to hit against a H'kelan's blade. Emerald eyes gazing out from the shadow of her hood, snarling slightly. [color=coral][b]”Choose your opponents wisely.”[/b][/color] she said softly, holding the man's blade there as she motioned for another group to leave. [color=coral][b]”I'm feeling nice today...”[/b][/color] she said, tone not changing from it's gentle tone as she let her eyes close, hitting the man back a bit with her foot, sending him staggering back. [color=coral][b]”So I won't kill you.”[/b][/color] her blade turned and went into the ground between them, and she muttered the words [color=coral][b]”Shield him.”[/b][/color] which made the rocky prison appear. She'd burrowed her way out of many, but she wasn't here to kill. She was here to help save; the only head she wanted was Gartian's, but for now, her efforts were best left to the saving. Sure, it wasn't the Barcean Queen she was actively helping... but in a sense these were still people of her lands. While considering herself often a Guratan, Thuraya could not ignore the fact that these people were innocents from her homeland. Even if it hadn't been much of a home to her, they'd done nothing to her, or anyone she fought for.