"Soldiers of Icethorne immediately hand over the tiger, dwarf and human woman!" The moment the soldiers were forced to their feet by the young Avira the frost giants had arrived.
Costa with Davros intimidatingly standing by his side loudly demanded, giving the soldiers of Icethorne a chance at redemption. If they refused his goodwill however then he could not be blamed for what would follow.
If Avira hadn't revealed her identity then the female sergeant wouldn't have hesitated in handing them over for the sake of her subordinates as well as the prosperity of Icethorne but unfortunately that was no longer an option.
Avira's safety was now their upmost priority, so a handover was impossible.
With nary a shred of indecision the female sergeant who was previously standing opposed to Avira pushed her behind her back and drew her sword.
