Biting back an objection — Imenry was a more experienced warrior, even if Signy was the Grey Warden, this was less to do with darkspawn and more to do with fighting and, besides, Imenry was more than capable of taking care of herself — Signy turned to go. As she did, she opened her hands and shot off a fast spell, nothing more than a sphere of purplish light that slammed into the arm of the genlock she'd imprisoned, hardly even impacting him, it seemed. Then, with Noa on her heels, she turned and ran for what she hoped was a full building, and not merely a wall or a large rock.
Even that, though, would offer more protection. Her footfalls sounded loud against the old leaves and loam on the ground, and she could hear Noa panting and (she hoped) Imenry following even behind that. Imenry, and not a Sharlock or a Hurlock with a blade angled for her back... No blow came, and the run to the shadowed, unknown building was mercifully quick. She couldn't even sense any darkspawn in the immediate area, she didn't think, although it was still more of a vague, all-around whispering at the back of her skull than any useful ability to pinpoint them. She stopped against the wall, and, after a moment of scrabbling, her hands found the doorknob. She turned to look for Imenry, grasping internally to ready another spell.