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[color=8493ca]As soon as the dark elf fell, Petragar begun looking about the room to try and catch any source of the magical mishap. Was it even a magical mishap or something else? She couldn't be certain of the source since what magic she was capable of all focus on stones and rocks and the elements of the earth beneath her feet. Frowning with concern as Kiska muttered about this being against a plan, her suspicions of the situation might have been accurate before this diversion. Perhaps the diversion was a part of it all, she considered briefly before her attention was torn by the commanding voice of the Orc.

Petragar darted after the Orc, glancing back over her shoulder at Kiska. Where they supposed to abandon their handler? It didn't seem to matter now, whatever the original plan for the group of initiates had been things were clearly not going to turn out how the Guild anticipated. Adaptability to changing situations, surely that was a trait the Wayfarer's could appreciate from their members. She shook her head, following as swiftly has her short legs could manage to keep up with the heavily armored orc. On the move she drew out her bladed fist weapons, gripping them tightly in anticipation of a fight.[/color]