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The Knight slipped out from underneath Orion before the grenade's heat had even dissipated, and was running back toward the active combat before he could even think to yell, "That's a really stupid idea, lady." 

Not that she would have listened. 

A thick, yellow cloud was forming. A crag and a wall varied the landscape. The second Knight seemed to have show up to the fight, and was spreading ice across the ground to take out the intrusive merc. In combination, it seemed that the other three parties had their hands full enough, and the injured Knight had someone to help take her home. A trained, bonafide member of the Erubescan armed forces, no less. 

Which left Orion's conscience clear.

He took one more glance over his shoulder at the scene of chaos, brushed his hand against the earth and Ash, and shifted into something far less easy to spot against his surroundings. Looking like a rather large, man-shaped boulder, he took off a at brisk walk in the opposite direction of the confusion. He kept a lookout for anyone following, his thumb cautiously checking to be sure that the tungsten carbide ring was still affixed around his finger should someone pursue.