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Odessa listened to her only comrades left, since the other two had been too shaken to truly continue, especially against the new threat. Silas was right to be far more focused and cautious of the enemies, as they were not only armored, but moved in tight formation - she might have no seen any combat before, but she was smart enough to pick up on what was good tactics and what was not. [color=fe7e53][b]"Got it.. I'll follow your lead and I'll do my damnest to make a mark for you after the opening,"[/b][/color] she responded, nodding to the commander. She then looked to Sonya was a gentle, if serious smile. [color=fe7e53][b]"I'll also make sure to dodge and take full advantage.. though I have my magic to shield me, so you can focus a little more on our commander.."[/b][/color] She suspected Sonya might be more inclined to help Odessa, which is why she felt the need to speak up, but Silas definitely needed it more than she did. If for nothing else, because he would likely be drawing in the most attacks.

Turning her focus back to the battlefield, she quickly laced arcane energies around her hand, trying to best to create a magical cushion so her punching or kicking through armor didn't right out cripple her. This technique wasn't new to her, but she hadn't perfected it to where she could call it on demand, but luckily she had some moments to prepare it before the next wave actually hit. The transparent purple glow buzzed around her fists the closer the orcs got, her eyes flashing to Silas as she curled up tension in her body like a spring, ready to dash forward at a moment's notice. For some reason or another, she suddenly felt a surge of desire - she wanted to get out of this alive. She wanted Sonya to be alive and she wanted to make sure Silas came out the other end to. Maybe it was simply survival instinct activating in it's truest form or just an urge to protect what she was beginning to see, as her own.