[Dawn]

Watching a safe distance away as she worked on her spells and potions, an amused expression came over Lei's face, something about bloodshed in the evening.

Sitting down on the edge of the building roof, her legs dangling over the side, Noelle watches the action. I hope Lance will be okay. Her fingers reach up and run over the blade of the strapped scythe, testing to make sure it was still sharp enough incase she needed to use it quickly. It had been awhile since she last had sharpen the blade..