[Everdawn]

“We are under attack?” she said her voice going up in the last words, she was not nervous, more surprised and very annoyed at the interruption.

“Wh-Why?” she asked getting more irate as the moments passed.

She could see Del shake his head in her direction from where he was. Maén Il Galoth had never been under attack before, she had only ever been threatened by a weapon once than that little less than a week ago now.

Breathing heavily she managed to keep her temper under control, she composed herself and refrained from asking questions, she knew that she was no warrior and logically speaking she would get in the way of any major battle. And to die now was something she did not intend to do.