"You don't have to follow me," as the gates to their massive walls were closing behind them, Melenai turned to her company before the gates shut entirely. "I can talk to these would-be usurpers myself."
Instead of a verbal response, Flitza drew her flaming sword and kept it at the ready. At the same time, Meimei flew closer to the bard, and Garcia wheeled Ditsy forward with an umbrella upheld to keep her from the harsh desert sunlight.
Getting out of the wheelchair, the vampiress grabbed the umbrella for herself and stepped in front of everyone. Staring into the distance, her eyelids narrowed as she assessed the might of the enemy forces. Though most looked at her in confusion for a while, their attention was brought back to the middle of the group as Melenai spoke again.
