Paris glared up at the nurse. "Why are you shouting at me!" this just wasn't the time for her to mark her territory. She let go of Lawson. Fine the nurse could deal with him if she thought she could just handle everything on her own.

Paris reached out to grab Chris' hand she didn't want to lose him in the fray of misfiring spells. She ducked behind another suit of armor as Anna tried to talk down the merpeople. She leaned against the wall to catch her breathe, the scratch on her leg bleeding harder than she thought it was at first. "This is crazy," she panted.