Riyeko/Peony/Siana/Li/Carolina A Fell Knight. It explained a great deal about the sword, perhaps even more about the behaviors of the man. But he seemed to know Siana, and Peony trusted Siana's judgment. The woman, however, was a conundrum - not a Tower mage, certainly not Church with her particular skills, but she seemed competent enough. In this moment, it was all the thought that Peony could spare her.
"One more," she cautioned the warriors as she began to prepare her next spell. If at least the mages could be brought to heel, the others would not likely be as much of a challenge. A second Firaga was tossed wide, to avoid the immediate area where Siana and the man were fighting. It caught the back line of the abominations, made up primarily of mages.
Military tactics, she thought. Or something very like them. Did they retain their memories of how such things were done, or was someone orchestrating this like a master puppeteer?
Both thoughts were worrying.
"Have you any curative magicks?" she asked the strange woman even as she began to prepare yet another spell. She wished she dared take the time to prepare and unleash Firaja, but the street was narrow enough that she preferred to err on the side of caution unless the situation grew more dire.