[center][b]Forgotten Ruins, East roads & alleys, near the East Gate[/b][/center]

With the giant lizard batting people around, the sudden arrival of a shrieking, otherworldly being in glowing white armor, and the tandem tag-team fighting of the Paladin who had been screaming nonsense before, the initial force that had moved to apprehend Yinha suddenly found their frontline crumbling like a house of cards. When the sudden cries and hollering from their archer-allies back up on the walls suddenly began to call out over the fighting, the Imperial soldiers' morale dropped even further, and those who were not already caught up in fighting for their lives began to first slowly back away, then more hastily so, then full on turned on their heels and began retreating, screaming and  yelling in a mix of fear, confusion and frustration.

The back-up dozen or so men that had moved to try and intecept Vani were met by these, their fleeing and panicking brothers and sisters, who in turn also became privvy to the plight of their archers on the walls, now being assaulted by flying spearheards that crackled with lightning! In addition, a familiar small, red blob-like creature was now bounding along the roofs, jumping onto one archer after the other, either trying to suffocate them or cause them to lose balance and slip onto their ass, or fall off the side of the precarious elevation. With limited space to move around up there, coupled with the relentless hounding of a certain Spellblade and the difficulty in trying to shoot an amorphous flubber, the archers were completely forced to abandon any hopes of supporting their street-locked comrades with supporting fire. ... Which worked out great for the team of rag-tag misfits!

With the initial force battered and broken, fleeing from the fight in the alley, the archers rendered helpless - or at least pre-occupied - Serafaye took a moment to survey the immediate situation. Much to her surprise, she found that whule she knew she [i]should[/i] have been disgusted, outraged and appalled by the death and destruction wrought upon these Imperial soldiers - these fellow humans - Serafaye found herself strangely... Indifferent. She... Didn't feel anything. Like, at all. It was if the deaths of these men were no more of a concern than stepping on an ant, or swatting ana nnoying fly... Which terrified the girl internally to no end.

[i]Just what the actual fuck is going on?! Back in the real world, whenever there were news-casts or reports of people being hurt or killed, I always got so damned upset and... ANd... Now nothing? Even though people are killing each other left and right, and I'm even a part of it, in the damn midst of it, I don't even care? Just... What's happened to me? Am I really... Me, anymor...?[/i]

Existential crisis aside, the dracokin managed to eventually pull herself together and focus on the actual task at hand. It seemed their plan of beating the tar outta the enemy had worked, for now. Which meant that, while they still had the momentum, they should probably try and capitalize and make the most out of it, right? Serafaye glanced over at Vani and Kaze, and their angelic friend who had came outta nowhere... Wait, who was this!? Where'd they come from and what the actual hell ... Oh, no, wait, this wasn't a person. This was just some low-level summon, she recognized its design. One of their mages must've called on it. Huh, handy. Anyway, now was not the time for that!

"I think we should all maybe try and make a break for that gate-thingy now." She said, looking at the elf and lizard. "Doubt we'll have a better chance than now. Maybe we can even just scare off the rest of the mooks if we run at 'em, screamin' and howling like lunatics, yeah?" She suggested, smilingly sheepishly.

She turned to look back at where Yinha, Artemisia and Locke were, supposedly, amdist all of that black, nasty tire-fire smoke. With a beckoning and waving hand, she tried to make some kind of signal for them to move up or come along, or something of that sort.

The gate itself, at this point, was largely free of any Imperials. The archers couldn't get to it, due to the jugglign boomerang-spears thrown by Cecilia and the interference run by Carpenter. The soldiers who had fled from the fight with the dynamic quartet had turned to flee up north, not south towards the gate. This meant that the only real obstacle left, wwas the dozen or so men who had chased after Vani, who had been stopped in their tracks at both the sight of their fleeing fellow soldiers AND the pickle-of-a-jam that their archers were in atop the walls.

This was it, one final push and freedom would be theirs!