Sabine returned almost silently. She landed amongst the leaves at Ahnasha's feet and, after a moment of concentration, exploded in a green light that obscured her transformation from a raven back to a Breton. She straightened and shivered. A pause later and she made eye contact with Ahnasha. "One of the Orc twins is keeping watch he is still injured. Others are awake as well, including Do'rhajul. I could not see how many. Probably not all of them." Sabine gestured to show the maps again and pointed out the areas of interest. "These two tents are no longer standing. There is another tent here. Everything else is as shown."

Without prompt, Sabine took a step back and retrieved a potion skin from her shoulderbag. Holding the control rod in the crook of one arm, she unstoppered the potion and drank it down quickly. "I will count us down," she said afterwards. "Then we can move."

Before counting, Sabine cast a spell that waved around herself in a purple and blue aura. When it settled a second later, she was camouflaged and presumably undetectable by the wards. "After three. One...two...three...go." Another spell, deep cyan this time, flowed like a wave over the automatons from where Sabine was. Each fell eerily silent as they trundled through the undergrowth. The mission had truly begun.

Sabine went her own way to lead the automatons nearer to the camp. She kept her ears and eyes sharp and her footsteps light. As she approached the enemy camp, she looked out for any movement as well as concealment for her spheres. All the while, she kept a count in her head. She readied to send two small vibrations through to Ahnasha's ring with every minute that passed.