[Excellent as always. Not that Blanche would expect anything less from her knight, but don't worry, she's good. Once she sees that Alaric's doing just fine, Blanche is able to duck under the swordsman's swing and promptly obliterate him with a well timed Miasma, ensuring that he won't be getting up ever again.

So don't worry, Alaric, she's all good. She is going to go back over toward him, though, white magic cast out towards him so that little cut can be healed. May as well keep him topped off; gotta get that extra EXP somehow!!]

Excellent work. And do not worry; I will patch you up the rest of the way when we are done dealing with these miscreants.

[Not if. When. Blanche sounds assured, which is definitely a contrast to the spikes of stress she'd been feeling since this whole mess started.]

Let's go.

[Once they manage to get out of the dining hall, there's a hallway going down towards what looks to be the end of the building. It's a pretty damn fancy door, all things considered; that must be where their target is hiding out.

Not that they're alone; there's a few more mercenaries in here, and this time, they're greeted by two lance users, a mage, and a cleric. It's gonna be a little tight, given the size of the hallway, but the lancers are already charging at them both; one tosses a Javelin over at Alaric, and the other starts to charge at Blanche as she preps her next spell.

Just a little further, and this will be done.]