Rachel nodded to Bromann, having already settled on her current footing and remaining on guard. The torch has been lit, the harsh incense of flesh burning seeping through the cold air even as the hellish flame dies out quickly. It did not matter that the fire did not last, blood was spilled onto the snow from wounds carved by blade and arrows of companions. It has officially begun. Her first ritual.

Her grip on her dagger tightened even more, taking a deep intake of breath as her own bodily warmth grew stronger for the first time.

1) Remain in position
2) Prepare to attack the monsters when they get into melee range