Macy glanced between the members of her group, noticing they were mostly grouped together in one area. This wasn't good- being so close together would make it easier for them to be wiped out. She could sense the barrier that had been created - those left in the smoke were just sacrifices, then. The ones they needed to get at, the intelligent ones, were bound to be lying in weight behind that protection. How many were there? She had no way to tell, but from what she could discern from how many were within her smoke, it was more than half behind the wall. Kris seemed to organize the team to fight those within the smoke, but they didn't appear to have a plan once they broke through. She closed her eyes for a moment, thinking. Did this situation really call for it? It wasn't something she liked to use, and in an area like this it could be dangerous... but her team knew her tendencies and should be able to subdue her, if necessary. This wasn't something she could do without warning them, however. And Hawke didn't know about her magic, so he might become a target. Once she decided the best way to do things, she opened her eyes and made her move. Normally she would approach Scar first, as he was often the quickest to be able to stop her if things got out of hand, but he was invisible at the moment so there wasn't time to track him. Her next best bet was Diana - with her wide range of spells, she could take control of things from a distance if they got bad. Plus, she was nearby. Gripping her rapier and dagger, she made her way to the dragon-woman, placing a hand on her arm. They barely spoke, so she would likely know what this was about.[color=silver] [b]"You know what to do, right?"[/b][/color] Once it was confirmed that she would keep Macy from hurting any comrades, she sunk back into the smoke to conceal herself. She was nearly as nimble as Scar when it came to avoiding detection within the smoke, though she wasn't actually invisible and didn't move near as quickly. As the fight continued, however, she made her way around the edges of the room to approach the barrier. It seemed like it was built to keep physical objects away, but magic would be able to pass through from her close distance. Still pressed to the wall and concealed by the smoke, she peered through the fog to see the stronger ones standing back. [Color=silver][i]Too many...[/i][/color] She wouldn't be able to control them all, but she would attempt three. Targeting three of the men in the front, including Harl, she silently pressed two fingers to her lips and stretched that hand through the barrier, quickly pushing a force to take control of their bodies. Her eyes glowed a bit as she cast the spell, but she remained prepared with her rapier in her free hand, guarding just in case. If the spell were successful, those whom she had gained control over would turn and begin slaughtering their comrades and, should there be time, themselves. She could hold this for sixty seconds, at best, and she hoped by that time her comrades would recognize their opening.