Jaz's eyes went round and she gaped at him. "Help..."
Then the fight was on. She jumped to her feet with a shout, but two guards were down before she could even really move.
"Hey, ya can't just take 'em all for yourself," she tossed at Boreas with a confident smile. Back on her feet, magic buzzing at her fingertips, she felt in control again. Powerful.
Her hand was shown now. She might as well play it.
"Gwynt a thân, yn dod i mi! Yr Wyddgrug i fy ewyllys!" Fire leaped to life between her hands, flicking gold, orange, and blue green. She spread her hands and the flames jumped to do her bidding, lashing out in whiplike tendrils to attack the guards.
They were down in moments- not unconscious, not all of them, but down. "Come on!" She grabbed the young man's arm. "What's the fastest way out of here? Quick!"