Cyrdic covered Camilla with his muscled form, halting the table and debris from hitting her. He wasn't coddling her, at least to his mind. It was an instinctual reaction, much like a loyal hounds. But when his wits came back to him, he heard her cry and he saw Ricardo knocked to the ground under the foot of a huge Middenlander. Cyrdic was just about to step toward them when a punch struck him in the jaw, sending him staggering. 

In a bestial reaction, Cyrdic kicked low, taking the Kislevite who had punched him on the shin. The man screeched in pain, and Cyrdic yanked the Kislevite's head down into the Ostlander's knee, knocking him back with shattered teeth. 

"Cyrdic! Ricardo!" he heard Camilla cry, but Cyrdic was already on it. He stretched his jaw by mock chewing to make sure it wasn't broken from the punch, and grabbed another chair before brandishing it as a club, slamming it onto the Middenlander's back. With a shove, the man fell to the side, dazed. Cyrdic knelt down and helped Ricardo up, the Tilean looking like an annoyed snake. 

"Questi nordori," Ricardo spat, before letting out a Tilean curse and pressing past Cyrdic, the Tilean's tan arms knocking aside a Knife aimed for Cyrdic. 

The Ostlander didn't have time to thank him, punching a Middenlander comrade of the first one and bowling him over with his forearm. "Camilla! Upstairs!" he called. It was at that moment that Cyrdic realized he and Ricardo stood just where the otherwordly beauty had sat earlier, but she was nowhere to be seen...
[@Penny]