Lise arrived in the building not long after Puck, looking around.

"I'm rescuing the Winter Court, of course." Puck looked down as the wire-fey piled on the squealing boar, ripping and slicing. It exploded into a pile of leaves, and they skittered back in confusion. "Though it appears I'm saving your sorry ass, as well."

"I could've handled it. Also," he said, glancing at Lise, "why did you drag an innocent girl into the battle?"

"Oh, I'm sure." He completely ignored that second part. Puck brandished a pair of curved daggers, the blades clear as glass. His grin turned predatory. "Well, then, shall we get on with it? Try to keep up, Your Highness."

"Just stay out of my way."

They leaped down from their pillars directly into the ranks of wiremen, who instantly swarmed around them. Back to back, Ash and Puck sliced into their opponents with renewed vigor, neither giving an inch now that the other was there. The mob of Iron fey thinned rapidly. Through the mass of writhing limbs, it was possible to catch glimpses of Ash's face, taut with concentration, and Puck's vicious smile.

Silently, the last few wiremen broke from the whirlwind of death in the middle of the floor. Without looking back, they scuttled up the walls, clawed their way through the holes in the roof and were gone.

Isiea is still asleep.

Lise looked around for Isiea. " Wheres Isiea? "

Isiea was behind a statue.

Puck, his shirt now a tattered mess, sheathed his daggers and glanced around with a satisfied smirk. "Well, that was fun."

she ignored him and walked over to Isiea, seeing her unconscious along with her various wounds. " what happened to her? "

"I...think she had iron in her eye and it affected her. A lot. She's got a bad fever, too."

Shes heavily asleep. She probably wont be awake for a while.

" How did she get iron in her eye? "

"She got struck. By one of the guards that we met back in the Iron Realm."