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By now, Éliane’s direction was somewhat aimless, and the pink-haired woman was about to default to the fight that she could hear when some strange flickering lights in a window managed to catch her eye. It had been erratic for a moment, but it had quickly coalesced into two lights, pulsing in pattern that almost seemed like Skaelan telegraphic code…

“Well that’s interesting,” she muttered.

It took her another second to realize that was exactly what it was and it was spelling her name. It wasn’t very creative, but now she knew exactly where the spy she was looking for was. Pivoting on her feet as she landed on another route, she quickly diverted. It didn’t take long for her to be face to face with Esben and his resident fairies. “Lucky stroke there,” she commented, before standing a bit straighter at the mention of the incoming paladins. By the way he suggested setting up, it seemed they still had a little bit of time. Her eyes caught the forms of Zacharias and Cid coming out as they spoke, making her shoot a questioning glance at both them and Esben, but she quickly got to work, nodding at his offer to boost her up to the roof. 

Éliane was completely out of the loop still, but she nonetheless had a firm target to take her frustrations out on in the form of zealous paladins. She would ask about the situation later.

On the roof, she quickly began preparing. The din in the distance of the chanting paladins was easy enough to tell which route they were about to take, and she immediately pre-sighted the stretch of road they would be coming down. 

“If only I had the cannon with me,” she bemoaned, thinking of the carnage she could inflict with a rotary cannon straight down the length of the road the enemy was about to take. Unfortunately, carrying just the gun alone stretched her ability to travel across the roofs, let alone any of the ammunition she needed, so it had to be left behind temporarily at the safe house. 

She made do with what she had though, finding just enough time to lay out some explosives on segments of the road. They weren’t exactly improvised explosives, but if she shot each grenade when the paladins were over them, they would work just as well. 

Éliane glanced as one of the fairies greeted her on the roof. “Hey, Selene,” she greeted. “Give me some speed when I call for it. There’s enough targets, so why not try for the mad [i]mad[/i] minute?”

With that, she took a prone position on the roof with her rifle pointed and sighted, waiting for the zealots to turn the corner. The moment the first knight came into her range and sight, she started blasting.