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Evelyn watched, eyes wide as she watched the monster in front of her attack her comrades. Unable to do anything but stare in horror as their weapons were turned back on them by the witch. With them occupied, the witch began to make his way towards the door. The other hunters were up there of course, but if he were to manage to get past them, there were a few kids up there who were to young to defend themselves. Willing her rigid limbs to move, she succeeded in nothing except wearing herself down slightly.
A moment after the witch had left the room, he rushed back in followed by hot oil. Presumably poured down by the other hunters, they had made a good call, he wouldn't be able to get out by the main staircase. It was the only visible exit, there was the hidden passageway, but unless one of the hunters gave in and showed him, it was highly unlikely he would be able to spot it.
As Cedric managed to get out of the way of his weapon, Evelyn let out a sigh of relief. It wouldn't be long until the others followed suite. Unluckily for her in his desperation the monster turned his attention back to her. As she was released from the wall, she was hopeful she would be able to move again, only to find her limbs still stiff as a rock. It took a moment for her to realize what was happening, by the time she had, she was already pressed against the monster's chest.
"Let go of me." Evelyn growled, attempting to escape his grip to no avail. Since her limbs were paralyzed all she managed to do was shake her head. The tip of the sword looming dangerously close to her throat. Petrified, Evelyn was sure she was a bout to die. No hunter would let a witch escape, even if it meant loosing a couple lives. There would always be someone there to fill their place. Turning her head as far to the side as she could, waiting for the inevitable feeling ofthe sword plunging into her. If she was going to die, she would die the way her comrades had, with pride.
Cedric paused, a pensive look on his face. He had been her second in command for years, even before that, they had spent their childhood training together because of the small age gap. After thinking about it for a moment, he strutted over to the lone bookshelf, pushing it to the side with ease. Revealing the dark hole in the wall behind it, the second exit. "There's the exit," he gestured, "just don't hurt her."
Hearing this Evelyn turned her head back around. "What are you doing!" Evelyn screamed. The tunnel exited a mile or so outside the building, but the chances were slim that they would be able to have a group of hunters at the opening to ambush the monster. "Kill him!" Her voice loud enough to wake the dead. Like a toddler who didn't get their way, she repeated this several times in a fit of anger. Craning her neck around she attempted to bite the beast that was holding her hostage, though her neck was far too short to reach.