While Tiffaney was making a break for it, Lady Agatha was driving forward on her horse. She and her band of knights were driving hard along the path they came, looking to reach a city large enough to not be bought by whatever person set up this ambush. Tiffaney had given her a rough sketch of the route and she only hoped to not get lost.
"We have enemies to the left, keep moving!"
Lady Agatha was not leading this group; however, she was still the front runner because her magic was hazardous to be around. Tiffaney had removed all her clothes and ran strange flat wires from her toes to her neck. She finished it with a set of bands around her wrist before she let her get redressed. Because of the time and danger, they had her accept the difficult task of making the funeral pyre with her magic.
It had been effortless to reduce the bodies to ashes. In fact, she burned her hands because her fire magic was suddenly so hot.
