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[color=#66CDAA][b][h1]Kayliss Lambert[/h1][/b][/color]
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Load. Sight. Fire. Load. Sight. Fire. As Velvetica led the charge to launch the counter-ambush, Kayliss hung back with the archers and other support troops, plinking away with her crossbow. Lirrah's sling-flung fire flasks were actually of great help in this situation, marking cultists by the light of the flames for her to pick out and shoot. The fire would play hell with her night vision, but that was a lesser price to pay when surrounded by allies. 

She still wasn't quite used to this, even after several months. The chaos of pitched battle was something to have been avoided at all times up until nearly a year prior, to say nothing of having to function within a small army rather than a handpicked team. At least the next phase of the plan would be far more familiar ground for her. And speaking of...

[color=#66CDAA][b]"Cover me."[/b][/color] Kayliss murmured to the nearest person familiar to her, slinging her crossbow over her shoulder and reaching for her blades. [color=#66CDAA][b]"I still have to prepare for my part of the next phase."[/b][/color] With that said, she crept into the fray, staying at the edges of the melee. It took a few moments, but she managed to isolate a suitable cultist in hooded robes around her size, and she got them into a blood choke, dragging them off into a nearby shrub.