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Scar's ears perked up quite visibly as a voice was heard in their heads. This was the warden's voice? Scar couldn't quite remember what the bastard looked like, to be honest, let alone what he sounded like. Scar viewed him as quite insignificant and now he wished he had bothered to remember him a bit more. Just so he knew who he needed to stab, many, many, [i]many[/i] times over with as many needles as he could afford to. Well, his words confirmed who he was anyway, and if he was capable of communicating back he had quite a few choice words he would respond with. Most were of the 'fuck you' variety.

His last words went unnoticed by Scar. He didn't need luck or anything of the sort. He would simply just survive like he had always done and will continue to do so. The moment the door came crashing down, Scar had already taken a few steps so as to stand behind the likes of Kris and uh...prisoner...big guy with oversized, impractical, possibly magical sword. Whatever his name was. Had he given it? Who knows, the only fact that needed to be stated here was how much Scar couldn't care. It was in the negatives was the only hint one would receive. He quickly bought the crossbow down towards the oncoming horde and pulled the trigger. Even as the bolt slammed into the previously human abomination, Scar had already armed himself again by whipping out 4 needles in his right hand and proceeded to throw them as well. Both his bolt and needles were aimed at the head, though in the case of the needles it was more they a scattershot that would hit other parts as well. More to test how effective they themselves could be, and also their poison. Though he had a sinking suspicion they wouldn't do much and quickly changed back to loading the hand crossbow.

[color=723437]"Usual crap then. Kris and Diana upfront, Macey and I will back you up. Big guy, do whatever it is you do."[/color] If Princess wanted to make a more detailed plan he would leave it to her, but for now a simple set up would suffice. He was briefly considering testing how effective his magic could be in this situation, but right now probably wasn't the time. Not without possibly being hit by that damned crazy dragon woman's magic by 'mistake'. He lined up another shot and would proceed to rinse and repeat. Take aim, fire,  reload. Take aim, fire, reload. Etc. All the while also keeping a mindful eye on the 'bugs' near the window. If those things got in, they were most likely his problem considering his position. And he was confident of handling them, but only if he knew when they were getting in.