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Fukayna led the two Elves through the hallways, still feeling the tremors the releases of magical energy from over her shoulders. She shivered a bit--it was frightening in an exhilarating type of way the power that both V'lyn and Miss Jennifer wielded. But all of those displays only worked to increase her silent reverence of the duo. She struggled with the weight of Armen, whose breathing was coming out rather raggedly and quickly. The movements were taxing on his body--she felt concern for his state but the urgency of the situation did not allow her to stop and check to see if he was keeping up okay.

The dark-haired Elf was nervously keeping pace with her, holding on lightly to Fukayna's fur to keep pace with the smallest of the trio. Admittedly, she was a bit nervous, for in the spur of the moment, she had spoken so outlandishly against Miss Jennifer. She didn't want to sully her reputation already but the decision seemed like a smart one. Neither of these two were fit for combat. As they rounded the corner, the floors vibrated beneath her feet. The force of it caused her to become slightly off-balanced and she nearly lost her grip on Armen. The boy stumbled with her but gripped his chest and forced himself to straighten.

She managed a small smile at him as they reached the entrance. Looking up, she noticed that cracks had begun to appear in the firm marble of the archway. Her eyebrows furrowed a bit beneath her bangs--just what power was the steward working with? She was sure the other two could feel the tremors, just as she could, even from outside. Screams brought her attentions down to the gates, a bit farther off. Already, people had begun to panic and were fleeing about in the streets. It was hard to believe that it had only taken a few hours for the entirety of the place to begin falling into pandemonium.

She paused, squinting her eyes and catching sight of the horses they had left tethered near the entrance when they had arrived. She gestured to the dark-haired girl and then pointed to the animals. The girl took the hint and edged down the stairs, perhaps a bit faster due to the tense air about the atmosphere. Fukayna turned a bit, using both her arms to support Armen's weight as they made their way down the last set of stairs. The girl brought the horses over to them and Fukayna released her grip on the boy, causing him to lean against the horse for support. She reached into her fur and pulled back out her notepad and wrote on it, once more tearing two sheets of paper for each of them to read.

"We'll need to get to the exit of the city before it over-crowds. I'll take one of the horses, Armen, you can ride with the other girl. Armen made to protest but whatever he was about to say was cut off as she pushed him to the other beast. More than likely, it was in reference to the third horse but she didn't have time to explain her plan to him. Her push wasn't with a whole lot of force, mind, she was conscious of his injuries. But it would be better for him to ride with someone who looked like they had more experience riding horses. The girl nodded and helped the boy up on to the saddle--fortunately while they were distracted, they did not see Fukayna's struggle to get on her own.

Adjusting herself with significant effort, she motioned for the other two to follow her. Getting through the streets was, to say the least, extremely difficult. Weaving through the active groups of people who were running about, all frantically trying to get to the exit, proved to be a strenuous task. They also couldn't move fast, for the movements might've jostled Armen a bit too much and worsened his injuries. Staying together was her top priority--they were in her care, even if it was only for the time being. She had taken this task upon herself and she was going to see it through to the very end.

After battling their way through the throng of the crowd, they at last managed to reach the gates of the city. Strangely, as before, there were no guards to direct the people, so their movements were in utter chaos and confusion. Biting her lip and taking out her parchment, she wrote one more message hesitantly before holding it close enough for the two of them to see.

"Go on ahead. I have to return for V'lyn and Miss Jennifer." Both of the elves motioned to say something but she gave them no time at all, loosening her furs just enough to hit the side of the horse. It whinnied in surprise and galloped forwards through the gaps in the crowd. Both of them looked back at her and she watched them go only as far as the gate before turning her horse around and riding back towards the palace. She had meant it. They were all going to leave. She was counting on the Lord and Lady to already be outside by the time she returned for she wasn't sure how much longer the city was going to hold. She urged her horse a bit faster, hoping to the gods that she got there in time.