Felicia looked wanly on her vanguard. -i will have to find a way to get them out of here, before i escape- she thought to herself. before following the directions of the shadow elf. "i don't want you here. you will get in the way. i am an assasin, not a commander. I work alone. if i want you, i will ask for you. otherwise, get away, you will only interfere." and at that, she sped into the darkness, silent... invisible... drawing her favored stiletto and a vial of lethal posion... dipping the blade in gently...