Havi has breaks after Bel himself just incase there is trouble. The situation already in motion by the time he gets there.
"There are a lot of questions I have here, but they can wait until after we deal with this"
Havi having stalled on the "play" of corbies happening.
Thinks she sees what Balaria is doing and tries to play along.
"Yes, show us out Quick-thing, Do your master's bidding."
Buttersnips' eyes burn with hatred, and she blurs.
Daji is only aware that the Quickling moved after she's already returned to her starting point, 100 feet away, leaving only a faint afterimage in front of everyone's eyes.
"...Okay, enough of this."
Belaria moves 30 feet ahead of the rest of the part. She grows in size as she walks, her muscles bulging even more than usual, and she draws the guisarme she had been carrying this whole time. She glares down at the little Quickling, daring it to try and get past her to attack her friends again.
"Aw man, looks like she's running away again without doing her job." Liam taunts as he readies himself for the next strike after stepping up with Bel.
Daji blinks and feels a slight pain at her throat, like a papercut, she reached up and touched her neck and felt the faintest trickle of blood, a critical blow in most cases, Thank Desna the Quickling was so small.
"What tha... did that thing just attack me!?"
Daji holds her neck in shock.
"If that had been deeper you could have killed me!"
She shouted, in shock with how vulnerable she was.
Havi begins stomping his feet rhythmically and began singing of a fabled blade that could have been swung so fast it could cut the darkness before it could retreat from the light.
You can't see the man's expression change through the mask, but the aura of the room undergoes a noticeable change.
"Buttersnips, your guests are boring, boring, ." he booms, then gestures. "Behold, those who stole your wings stand before you,the flightless few! Defeat them and you may yet soar again, freed from the awful grasp of land!" he intones, a strange cadence to his words you can't quite place.
The corbies seem to understand, and start marching forward to fight you...only to be halted by another shout.
"I DID NOT TELL YOU TO STOP!" he screams, and the corbies jump with a squawk...then begin awkwardly leaping toward the party in a bizarre pseudo-ballet.
Bel keeps moving forward, using a wide stance and her enhanced bulk to block off the hallway from the approaching half-dancing corbies.
Has thought long and hard about what she is gonna do, How could one person put so much thought in such a short span of time, weeks of tactical thinking flash through her mind in the span of a few seconds, But no more thinking, It is time for action.
"Your Acting is sh*t, this play looks like garbage! And your dancing is shallow and pedantic!"
She points to the Corbie taking the center of the dancing trio(?)
"But you're the worst!"
Daji draws her Katana in one swift motion challenging the birds to prove they have any talent.