Sabine exchanged a glance with Fendros, catching her breath. "I should stay with my pack," she said firmly. "You go, Fendros."

"I could use the mobility," Fendros said under his helmet. He skipped up to grab Ahnasha's hand and pull himself up in barely a moment. Unlike Sabine, he could take advantage of quick repositioning on Leaps to angle his shots and survey the battlefield. All the same, he smiled and gave Ahnasha a quick hug around her torso before letting her on her way.

"Feeling better yet, Lorag!?" Janius roared as they started towards the Dominion advance. He was covered in Daedric ichor and sprung for action.

Up in the command post, Legate General Gro-Tagnud commented once he was confident Hal-Neesa was occupied. "That vampire had better be all Marod puffed her up to be or this is all about to take a real bad turn."

"With respect, Gro-Tagnud," Teroiah responded. "Focus on the enemy's next move."

Gro-Tagnud grunted. "General Ri'vashi. You got better eyes than I do, your werevultures might signal a flare from further out than we thought. Eyes peeled, everyone."