As Daelin backed away from his attackers, it became clear that they weren't eager to follow him into the confined interior of Centaurus. With their numbers and advantage, it would be easy to pick off Captain Copp's crew one by one, once he was disposed off. They backed away from the door as a stone zoomed past them, and both reached into their cloaks. One of them managed to blindly toss a small black orb into the Caravan, past Daelin's feet and into the corner of the common area, moments before Flin's sound buzzed across the exterior of the cart. Both of the Myti reacted immediately, shielding themselves behind the cavern walls with their backs to the cart as the sound assaulted their senses. It was just loud enough that even those on top of the cart were affected. Neale turned towards the orb for a moment, positioning himself between it and Lyullia. 

	"Attention!" He announced, still unable to harness his mana effectively.

	Sasha had pinned Zay to the ground moments earlier, and kept him in place with her metallic gauntlets slowly digging past his metal coating. [i]"Not much longer,"[/i] Sasha hissed, lowering her mouth to Zay's ear. He lurched his head backwards and struck her nose, forcing her back only slightly as he pushed himself up. But the woman growled and shoved him back against the roof of the caravan. [i]"Filthy [b]hyumah[/b], I'll make sure you regret that."[/i] The Myti at her side flinched at the sound that Flin produced from inside of the cart, but ignored it, and slowly positioned their weapons along various parts of Zay's body. The dagger-wielding woman placed the tips of her knives against Zay's calves, hitting a newly formed layer of metal, while the woman with the short sword hovered her weapon above his lower back, and slowly began to [i]grate[/i] its serrated edges against his magical armor. "You'll run out of mana [i]long[/i] before we run out of stamina, [i]runt[/i]. Make it easier for both of us, won't you?"

	"Fat chance [i]furball,[/i]" Zay groaned.