Drana made a quick exit as she felt the magic swirling in her chest. She was lucky that her knights had been caught in the collapse of the explosion as there was no doubt Acrius would have seen the knights form beneath their armor. “Lady death, let this day hold no more surprises.” She said to herself as she made her way to the streets behind the walls. She had no doubts that the old man she had met was not going to overlook her sudden appearance, though that could wait for a time when she was awake. Leonidas had offered her the assistance of Acrius, but the boy had left with other thoughts on his mind. Drana could not blame the lad, and in truth was thankful he had not followed her. ‘Maybe I should tell Acrius first, if I do not tell someone the secret will spill itself like it always does.’ She thought wearily. 

Drana found a quiet spot in an alleyway further into the city. Here she took her staff and scratched  a small symbol into the mud that covered the cobble. Calling on the spirits that served her, she began to speak the draconic words of power needed to call them forth. “Confn ekess ve, schakri katimai di marfedelom. Wux tepoha ti chiilipena dout geth. Wer tairais ihk ssifisv tepohaic zulf udoka vur jaka wux zklaen lleisgar tenamalo.” The two knights rose out of the thin mud as though it held a depth far beneath the street. As they climbed out, the skeletons were bare and without weapons or armor. As they stood before her, the rune in the ground glowed and their armor and weapons faded into existence around them much like an apparition on a dark night. “My lady, you are exhausted. You must return to the war room and request shelter as soon as possible.” Gordon spoke as though he had not left her side. Drana laughed quietly at her knight's concern, having missed it upon the battlements. Stephan remained silent as he usually did, offering nothing more than a hollow stare as he made sure his armor was fastened properly to his form. “Sir Gordon, I-” Drana did not finish as the magic had pulled the last of her power. Luckily, Her two knights were capable of taking care of her. 

Drana arrived at the war room near the evening with the two knights. The guards at the gates had stopped them, but moved to let them pass as Gordon explained their situation. The guards gave them instructions to the war room.

 Stephan held her bridal style as she slept in his arms. Her hand remained fastened around her staff despite her unconscious state.. The two men were dressed in full plate, and without magic were easily heard approaching the war room’s open door. Gordon was met with the sight of Zatana and Merik. They stopped at the door, though Gordon’s deep voice soon filled the room. “Good evening, might you know where I can find a bed for Lady Turash?” The two knights stopped side by side. Drana was easily seen in Stephan’s arms, covered in grime and goblin blood. The two knights did not have any grime on them aside from where they had assisted Drana. “I do hope we are not interrupting anything.”