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Starmaiden's got a hell of a body, huh? Or was there some sort of hidden technique that she used while disguising her movements as that of an incompetent amateur? As the Flash spell dimmed, Cecilia pulled herself together once more, suppressing a laugh at the hilarious sight before her. Gave her some hope, at least, that they'd get outta this alright. Though all this flexing...Serafaye just became even more valuable to the Imperials, didn't she? Enough so that their willingness to die in order to impede her path actually made sense.

Didn't mean she needed to like it though. Cecilia was accustomed to killing the odd bandit or two, not slaughtering her way through a country's military.

Thankfully, the lizardman and the paladin, alongside Serafaye, took up enough of the space in the alleyway that even Cecilia, agile as she was, would have trouble engaging in the same melee that they partook in. Tapping her toes against the old road, the spellblade sighted Annabelle up ahead and followed to assist her. Cecilia ascended, kicking off the opposing walls, her aura of riotous winds consciously empowered to shield better from incoming arrows. As Annabelle went for one archer, Cecilia went for another, skidding upon moss-grown stonework to slice through their bow and knock them down to the streets below.

[color=FFE4E1]"Annabelle, I'll cover one side, you handle the other!"[/color]