Camilla choked back a scream as, in a matter of moments, the revel was transformed into a blood soaked horror. The crowd surged away from the Chamberlain and his sorcerous allies but the heaving mass of humanity only crashed into the half formed formation of the Knights making it all but impossible for the soldiers to even swing their weapons.

[b]"This will not stand," [/b]snarled Eloise and she shook out a bracelet of rubies on her wrist. Camilla tried to grab her but she was two late, licks of pale fire seemed to shine of the woman's skin as she stepped out from behind the column and stretched out a hand. A lance of pure fire, so hot that Camilla could see the air distorting around it lanced at the Skaven wizard but a few feet before it hit him, it rebounded off some sort of greenish bubble and turned several nearby Skaven into screaming chittering torches.

[b]"Ahhh..." [/b]said Osfurth, sounding not at all alarmed, [b]"So nice of you to join us My Lady."[/b] His voice dripped with sarcasm.

[b]"There she is, our bargin, as agreed," [/b]Osfurth stated calmly. The rat thing began to caper and shout.

[b]"Yes yes, the Red One! Take her quick quick!"[/b] it screeched, literal froth flying from its mouth. Camilla noticed for the first time that the thing had been burned at some point in the distant past, its fur patchy and skin shiny in places. Obedient to their masters commands of the black clad rats bounded towards her. Eloise obliterated them with a casual flick of the wrist but two more were already taking thier places, and this time the wizard rat hurled what might only be described as a bolt of pure darkness at the woman. A blazing sphere of fire flashed into existence parting the bolt around her, but the strategy was clear, she couldn't defend herself from the Skaven and their master both.

Camilla desperately wished her pistol wasn't back at the Boar's Head, left behind as too obvious for even an eccentric Brettonian to take to a ball. Chaos reigened with shouts and screams and the clash of arms all around.

[b]"Cydric, what do we do?" [/b]Camilla asked, her voice nervous, her eyes darting around for something, anything they could do to help.

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