"Hurry - work your way to the stairs and try not to get hurt!"

Elissa was doing her best to follow her own advice, grabbing up a sword from a fallen party-goer to use in conjunction with her dagger. The stairs were visible ahead now that the flames across the room were growing higher and casting more light.

Block, parry, thrust, slash - the new sword was put to good use despite it not being very sharp since it seemed to be little more than a dress uniform piece. Still, it was just as useful for blocking blows from more of the riflemen's bayonets as they came quick-stepping down the stairwell.