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Sheila felt the same fear sink in. " Uh... Uh...." she struggled against her confines yet to her great effort she was not relieved of her binds.

Just as Tara came to a touch down outside the village she saw the flare of energy that Liz had cause just before she had been knocked unconscious. Oh no, Tara thought to herself, I haven't seen her produce that much aura in years, and in this place her powers must be dampened almost to non-existence. She must be in trouble.

Tara hit the ground with a roll and came up running full sprint, not even waiting for Sovereign or looking to see if he had landed safely, Liz had taken priority. A single straggler from the tribe turned to see her running and prepared to stand and pummel her. His concentration was broken when a wooden post behind him exploded into shards that all sprayed into his back, causing him to yell in pain, as his attention switched off Tara, who had broken a sweat warping the dead wood to her will, she grabbed a butterfly knife from her pocket, flicked it out and as she passed the large man, made a swift, deep cut in his femoral artery on the inside of his leg; causing blood to begin pouring out at an alarming rate. The giant would be dead in less than a minute from blood loss. Tara did not even slow down as she did this, she continued running full tilt towards where her daughter was; as if nothing would stop her.

After much frantic rocking, Felicia was able to dislodge the pole she was tied to and it crashed to the ground next to her fearful sister. "I got it! No wait..I'm still tied to the pole. Um..." She got to her knees, as much as the pole allowed her to, and turned toward her sister. "Come on sissy! Lift the pole thingy out of the..the...ground! Thingy!"

Maria hoisted him to his feet. "I SAID, let's go! She hasn't gotten far now move!"

Shelia squirmed and twisted and wiggled as hard as she could as sweat began to drip from her brow and just like that she gave up. "How in the hell did you do that?! This thingy is really in the ground hole type thingy! damn thingy move!" She wheezed out a cough as she wiggled so more

Several yards away through the twisting rough terrain Syren paused to gasp for air she spit when she exhaled. " For.. ******** sake.... I have got to get back on my ******** treadmill and out of my lab!" She unzipped her suit revealing a portion of her chest. she was still breathing heavily. "Why the ******** do i wear this s**t?" she stumbled them got back on the move.

Go with her into danger or stay here by myself in an unknown area with dangerous natives....s**t what the hell should I do?s**t s**t s**t s**t s**t! Alexander was panicking. He just didn't know anymore. Just who was that other woman? And why did she call him that name? Why did she say he was her ally? Was he really her ally? He couldn't remember now. None of this made sense anymore!
Alexander gulped and got up. He put all his strength in his legs and run after her. Time to find out who he really was.

( Lawl he is so confused right now )

Tara continued deeper into the village center, almost no natives were there to interfere; they were either at the location of the main battle or had been drawn to Sovereign's shouting, which she seemed to have blocked out in her tunnel vision to find her daughter. As such Tara was able to make it to the center of the fighting quickly and without being discovered.

Once she got their she took the scene in quickly, dozens of wounded or dead giant men littered the ground, their blood beginning to congeal underneath them. She saw the scare in the ground where Liz's aura had spiked out, but did not see Liz anywhere. There were still a few natives there but it seemed like most of them had moved off.

Dammit! Tara thought. I have no idea where they could have taken her, and running around more than I need to will take too much time and draw too much attention. It was then she noticed the twins, still tied to their poles. Great, someone to tell me where their were carried off too.

Tara began to move towards the twins but drew the attention of the few remaining warriors as she moved out into the open. As they moved toward her she said, "I don't have time for this," as she rose her hands in front of herself and slowly balled them into fists as if to fight. However, as she did this many of the dead warriors began to rise from their fallen stats, picking themselves up as if their mortal wounds meant nothing, their blood hovering in the air around them in endless globes.

"It's a good thing these guys are so freshly dead," Tara muttered to herself as she released her fists as if strained to do so and made a waving motion at the lingering warriors, "I probably wouldn't be able to do this with any mummies right now."

As her dead warriors began to engage the living ones Tara made her way slowly over to the twins, it seemed she had to keep a close eye on her helpers in her current stat or she would lose control of them. The living warriors though unnerved by their fallen brothers suddenly standing and fighting against them and confusion at their unwillingness to die to even further fatal wounds fought on.

When Tara reached the twins she whipped out her knife again and began cutting the one that had freed her pole from the ground first. As she did she asked, "Did you see a young woman with blond hair fighting here? She might have had a glowing energy around her." Tara's face showed the strain of her controlling the numerous bodies. Her cheeks were growing red, her temples were enlarged and she was beginning to break out in a sweat; it seemed she was sapping what power this place had not taken from her quickly to finish off the warriors.