"Sinai, a'Dol be en.(Mistress, I think it's a trap)" Vashi whispered with a slightly nervous voice as she stood behind Serphia in the darkness. "Velar o ben Andavari nefarh?(Aren't you the master of the obvious?)" Serphia replied with a sarcastic tone as she leaned slightly back towards Vashi. All around them was the clattering of bones and the splashing of water heard, hidden away in the shadows. Although Night Elves had a superior night sight in comparison to most other inferior humanoid species, it was still not possible even for them to peer through pitch darkness. " ... Sane vai o ne Ithar? (Are we going to die)?" Vashi whispered, to which Serphia only snarled. "Not before I've torn the head off that degenerated monkey!" Serphia screamed out in common for Sevarian to hear, as the Captain suddenly raised her shield. "Purge them all!" One of the skeletal creations that were closest to the group attempted to run at them, but Serphia caught the sound of the clattering bones and shot her shield out to bash the undead freak, causing it to shatter into a pile of bones. Vashi quickly threw a spell at Serphia's blade, causing it to ignite with blue flames that illuminated the room. Slashing, bashing and dashing around the room; Serphia went around like a wrecking ball against the necromancer's skeletal minions. As the large skeletal monstrosity further up ahead decided to charge, Serphia charged ahead to meet it. But as it raised its arm to swing at her, the Captain suddenly stepped to the side; allowing the abomination to pass by her. Vashi took oppertunity to summon an arcane cannonball that she fired straight into the beast's ribcage, causing it to stumble backwards. Serphia raised her sword as she stood just behind the stunned beast, to slash down at one of its small hind legs and completely shattering it in a fiery display of fire and flying bone splinters, causing the skeletal creation to lose balance and fall onto the floor. An explosion was heard as Vashi summoned a shockwave around her, knocking many of the lesser skeletons around like toys. The wave caused Serphia to stumble, but the Night Elven captain quickly recovered her balance, and used the rotation to spin around and slam her shield down onto a skeletal minion that had been knocked over, shattering its femur and splitting it in half on the floor. From one perspective, the fight between Serphia and Vashi against the skeletal horde was not that far off from what would have happened if you gave a naughty girl a burning chainsaw, before unleashing her against a defenseless porcelain store. * While Donald was locked out of the barred tunnel, one of the sentinels that was chasing him suddenly rounded the corner and immediately stopped when she saw the assassin. "Surrender!" She called out as she walked forwards, pointing at him threateningly with her sword ready in her other hand "Or I'll... " But she was promptly interrupted, as the other Sentinel who was a little further behind just came charging around the same corner right behind her. Coming at full speed, the sentinel barely had time to realize that her fellow sister was standing still right in front of her in the narrow corridor; while she herself was coming at sprinting speed. *Crash* " ... I'lGAAAHH!" The first Sentinel gasped as her sister crashed into her back, and they both came tumbling right at Donald who looked as confused as he was concerned. *CRASH* The unfortunate assassin found himself smashed in between the iron bars and two full sized Night Elves as they came crashing into him like a big, purple wave. The first sentinel found her head passing over the assassin, causing her helmet to bang against the metal bar with a loud metallic 'boink'! "You idiot!" The first sentinel sneered as she pushed her sister away while grabbing Donald's arm. "I'm sorry!" The other replied, grabbing Donald's other arm. "You stopped!" "Of course I did, he was right there! It was not like he was going to run through the bars!" The first sentinel argued angrily, before motioning towards the direction they had come. "Let's take him back to the mistress! She's probably already waiting!" Each grabbing either of Donald's arms, they began to drag the rather disheveled assassin back the way they had come towards the crossroad.