It would seem any time to strategize their attack had vanished. Now it was them who were on the defense; though it did seem to make things easier. No need to coordinate any plans between them or those at the far end of the cavern. Especially now that they did the wonderful job of spiting themselves up in small, manageable groups. Azrael had showed just how much he cared for these things anyways as he charged forth to take care of one of the patrols. Rushing in with a sword of out no-where that confirmed his inhuman heritage. Something that probably wasn't anything more than a pleasant thought for Raula. 

The swordsman wouldn't be the only one charging forth as the vampire caught a glimpse of the drow running towards them. A mystery vial in hand; Raula was quick to slide out her parasol. An elegant lace pattern opening up between the vampire and the leaping drow. She wasn't sure what was in that vial, but she wasn't going to stand there in case she was the intended target of a splash attack. Her umbrella twirled to match the drow's movements; eyes keeping watch as the woman emptied its contents on the group of wolves coming beside them. A smirk rising as she watched the results to the drow's actual attack. 

[color=PaleVioletRed]"Hmph. As if I'd dabble with creatures such as those mutated canines. But you're not bad for a drow."[/color] Letting Willowa dispatch the rabble on her own, Raula spun her parasol and turned to face the emperor. [color=PaleVioletRed]"Well, I suppose talk of the pack alliance will be as it stands. On pause as the situation has changed."[/color] Raula wouldn't be polite enough for a bow as she melted into the ground she stood. A puddle of shadow mixing with the natural darkness of the cave. 

Slipping her way to the mutated wolves, her hand popped up to grab hold of a discarded hammer before retreating back into darkness. Careful not to mix too closely with the grotesque transformations bursting out. The weapon was something she didn't plan on using, but it could come in handy should the situation arise. It was clear to her that she gave these wolves too much credit; but her friends here should be enough to keep the dogs entertained long enough. The only other creature of note was the lady of the lake rising from the lagoon. Something she'd ordinarily investigate if not for the prime opportunity to let the beasts play while she made her escape. Traveling fast through the shadows, and past the incoming horde of troops. Making her way up a ways closer to her goal of freedom before turning back into her true form. She was well out of sight of the battle behind her though could still hear the clash of battle. Turning back to speak to those left behind. [color=PaleVioletRed]"Pathetic. Useful, but I doubt most of you will last much longer. All I need is power to get through this place, and the freedom on the other side."[/color]

Turning back up the path, Raula held tight to her closed parasol. There was a good chance that they were still down there, somewhere. But could she really wait any longer? Perhaps it has been enough time to just move on in general.