Aseema was standing a close distance just enough to witness what was going on in the negotiations. If you even call it that. She knew right away that this would end badly, since obviously they're not the best in handling things diplomatically. There are times she wished they would make an exception on prying the more intimidating crowd, chances are things get rather ugly in an instant if they do. And definitely Aseema wouldn't want to mess with people the likes of that mage, tevinter or otherwise. 

	Yet true enough, the danger would be more or less no different from delving into a cursed ruin, and ending up waking a couple of vengeful souls out for mortal blood but as long as she was fast enough to run away from it it makes all the difference. 

	And just like that, things went downhill. While the rest engaged in battle, Aseema was still watching the wall. Once this goes down they're all screwed. It seems like the tide of battle sooner turned to their favor, when an arrow pierced the mage's neck in a glint of speed. Erinya already took the shot. She finds her strange, between the line of fascination and unease, but she admits she does know how to masterfully wield a bow. It's not only an elf thing after all. 

	[color=a2d39c]"Time to root out the rest of them."[/color] she mused, going further away from her position, almost next to Garlenn, close enough to the battle field. One of them tried to make a run for it. 

	[color=a2d39c][i]"No you will not."[/i][/color] In an instant the ground shakes below him, next thing he knew he was encased in solid earth, from head to the neck. They wouldn't want to risk him calling for reinforcement now would they? 

	She did the same to the others within her reach, she cocooned another one who was aiming slightly next to her direction, Eiryn specifically. Aseema was contented enough to leave them immobile and would just expect her comrades to do the bidding. She had dealt enough killing for one day.