Vedette cleared another, and then another, they dropped to the ground dead and while such a thing was satisfying her heart was thumping inside of her throat. She was sweating, but only a little, the cold sweat of dread. It did not take the Orc long to figure out where the arrows were coming from. She took another, and another, but they were moving now. Moving faster, going for their tower. The ground felt as though it were shaking, it probably was. She was not panicking here of all places. She didn't like confined spaces that she could be trapped in. The threat of the thing collapsing made her mouth dry.
She was still aiming down below as Ulbarich turned around. She was trying to pick off the ones closest to the opening, as far as she could at least. Take one down so they have to climb over it. Create a pile of bodies they have to move. Maybe spook them. Anything was better than this tower coming down around them or the Orc charging up here to kill each of them. Of course she could jump out the window, but leave Ulbarich and Bravin?
She wouldn't do that.
She finally turned, pulling her quiver back up onto her back as she did and readied another arrow for the threat from below.
"Any ideas?" She asked, trying to keep her voice calm. But there was a hint of the fear in her eyes, just enough. She was human after all, well. He thought she was human. She was a dragon, but even a dragon got scared sometimes. Vedette wondered if her magic would do anything to help them. The armor she could work with, but she needed them to be close. That steel she could freeze.
She just hoped it didn't come down to having to be close to them. But it appeared it would have to.