"At last! Opposition!" Verossa gives a valkrian scream.

While thinking behind her eyes, since some people saw something, why didn't they say it in plain common instead of dancing around it like characters in a decadent drama. No matter. Time to kill.

Since her precise skills are of no use against archers, she moves as fast as possible to the source of the nearest arrow, her glaive leading the way. "Come out, come out, wherever you are. It'll be quicker that way. Better for you. Trust me on this." she smiles.