Sey snorted as she watched the barbarian's sword pass straight through the shadowy woman, she disliked such trickery. The tavern was in complete shambles. People were screaming and rushing to exit anyway they could. The coins on the dancers costume caught her eye as she exited through the kitchen. She could also here screams and shouts from outside the tavern. The people fleeing had caused something of a panic and people were quickly evacuating the surrounding area as well. 

The vampiress suddenly attacked the barbarian, aiming a dagger at his throat as she moved swiftly towards him. 'CHINK!' the dagger broke against the barbarians throat, “That potion I took before charging you. It was a potion of diamond flesh! It does exactly what the name says. I always take one before fighting blood sucking fiends lest they sink their fangs into me and I become a subhuman bottom feeder like you. Now! Outside with you, you dead ****!” At this point the barbarian grabbed the shadowy woman and rushed the both of them outside.

Sey quickly followed the two not wanting to catch the tavern on fire, there were still too many civilians inside. As the redhead exited the building she felt another presence building up not too far away down the street. [color=f26522]"Alright... One giant ice demon, coming up..."[/color] Caligate seemed to be struggling to summon a creature with his magic. There were not many passersby in the street, only a few stragglers who were unlucky enough to be in front of the tavern when they exited. The sight of it must have been something extraordinary, to suddenly see such a large man tackle a woman shadowed in such evil. Only to be followed by a woman consumed in flames, while an inebriated Argonian was summoning a beast nearby. 

The shadowy woman forced her way out of the barbarians grip. Sey silently made her way to the side of the barbarian, [color=bc8dbf]"Let's make quick work of this. It would be a shame if there was anymore damage or injuries."[/color] Her voice was cold and sharp, not relating to any of the emotions the meaning of her words held. She shifted into an offensive stance. Her weapons were raised and legs slightly bent, ready to move at any moment.