A Royal Court somewhere.
As Razz cuts down two guards the others freeze up and are visibly shaken. Haughty women scream and faint as the crowd groans in disgust. One guard regains his composure and rushes at Nevermore. She parries his panicked attack and slips behind him. Grabbing the top of his overly adorned helmet and wrenching his head back she places the tip of her sword under his chin.
"Razz! We're leaving! Grab Gale! Nel stay close." Before they can abscond a Lord steps between them and the exit. Nevermore without hesitation says: "Razz, cut the son of a bitch in half."