"Right, if we're lucky we might be able to get one." Ariel said in regards to capturing one of the sentinels, her mind overlooking when exactly the witches might take stock of them.

Ariel frowned uneasily at the next question, "I know. I knew that this would be dangerous, but I wanted to avoid killing any sisters of mine," she looked at Meesei for a moment, "figurative sisters, I mean," she returned her gaze back to where she was going. "I guess having the pack as a diversion might put them in more danger... or less danger if they are going to be away from the laboratories to defend." He released a slightly exasperated breath, "the thing is, even if they are hurt, they are very good at keeping themselves, and each other, alive. I daresay that the survivors would likely reconsider siding with Vile after this mission. As for connections..." Ariel pulled a leaf off of a bush they passed by and folded it in her hand as they walked, "... there are only a few of them that I was truly friends with. There many others that I have respect for, in terms of skills, but they are not the best of people. Regardless, they exiled me, I was not to ever see them again. It may sound slightly cowardly, but as long as I can find Lilia and destroy the gas, then what happens to the others is not something that I have much control over. I have to trust them to take care of themselves." She looked at Meesei again, "That said, when your pack engages them, please try not to kill them outright, just distract them. It would put my mind at ease."

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With a grin, Fendros stood up as well. The movement caused his stomach to grumble. "That sounds good, I could go for something to eat. the rest of them should be back by now as well, we might see what they brought with them."

Picking up his bow in one hand and putting his other arm over Ahnasha's shoulder, Fendros walked from the clearing and back to the hunter's cave. Once they got back, he unstrung his bow, lifted his quiver off from his shoulder and went to get something to eat with everyone else. Sabine was grinding some more corkroot bulb, preparing more of the resisting potion. When she looked up at them both when they came in, she still held a beady stare, but her face seemed warmer and slightly less fearful. Fendros just smiled back, unsure. Janius was sharpening his axe by the fire, he had a thoughtful look on his face while he worked. "Hello," he greeted as Fendros and Ahnasha walked in. He didn't look up from his work while he talked. "Has Fendros learned how to shoot an apple off a distant tree yet?" He japed with a half-smile.