Ghost arrives with BELLONA to see ARCHIBALD by the border, his bellowing cry was hard to miss in the echoing Falls. Of those gathered she recognizes the painted mare as KAHLUA and an odd cart she carried with her. What captured her attention more, however, was MIDAS who stood to the other side of the King. Why was MIDAS with them? Had he been in the Worlds Edge all this time? Her gaze becomes annoyed even as he spoke of the gifts he had brought. Was he being serious? Gone for all this time and when he returns, this is what he says?! Ghost began to walk over to the trio with a forced calmness in her step, nodding her head to both the monarchs of the Edge in neutrality. It was only when Fantôme stopped to quiveringly stare at LORETTA that Ghost turns her attention away from the party for a moment to frown at the wolf pup. What happens next was not what the Cadaverous was expecting.

Quite suddenly there is a rush, a sliding of metal and the floor began to vibrate.

Ghost’s expression becomes wild in confusion and her startled limbs fumble into action. What was this? Her eyes briefly waver to MIDAS and the painted Czar is, well, no longer the painted Czar. In his place is an armour clad stallion she did not recongize. Without enough time to process it all, Ghost frantically casts about, turning her attention to her wolf briefly. "Run, now!" the Czarina sent the command piercing into Fantôme’s mind as she slams down her wings in effort to flee from the shaking ground and the incoming mammoth along with his dog. The wolf scampered off in the opposite direction and away from the quickly forming battlefield. Her swiftness was normally enough to save her, but the shaking ground coupled with her shocked mind slows her enough that his teeth gains some purchase on the bottom of her stomach as she rises and she winces in pain. At the same time, his dog catches her other side, the sharp canine teeth slashing just against her underbelly and sends a sharp pang through her body. There was a whoosh of another attacker (DEIMOS) that the banshee barely dodges, her gaze cast wildly downwards and catches the sight of a bone armoured stallion.

Now in the air and with a shrill cry, Ghost reaches for her magic and casts it at the floor near her assassins, freezing it into clear ice in hopes it would catch a few out in the vicinity. Finally, grabbing her breath, the hybrid hovers in mid-air and away from the current danger of the ground, taking a moment to observe the scene of chaos. It was hard to concentrate, her mind still reeling from the sudden attack and the appearance of a large army at her doorstep. They were coming in numbers, but now was not the time to lose all hope. She tried to throw together a frantic plan, but everything was happening at a rate too fast for anything greatly elaborate or game changing.

For a moment, she looks pointedly at ARCHIBALD, remembering something he had said before "We do not strive to cause chaos through the lands of Helovia- yet what is this" she quotes back to him before continuing, "I thought you a King, not a lowlife brigand" she condemns him, spitting back the words that surely had never meant anything.

She casts her voice as loud as she could get her breathy vocals; it almost sounded eerie "this is your home and your family, defend it!" She rallies for whoever would stand and fight before plunging in herself, she might have had a more fitting speech had she known this was ever going to happen. Her gaze searches for BELLONA and latches onto a charging pair of invaders who were aiming straight for her. Back in her own situation, Ghost does not fancy her chances of a two on one against a couple of armour-clad beasts, especially one with a canine friend who could tear flesh from her body. Instead, she uses her flight as a hopeful advantage to try move away from them and targets one of the hoard who had charged forwards with the Dauntless. This one was a small Haflinger mare (ROMANI) who had bared down on BELLONA with another attacker. Perhaps it was time to repay the peacock hybrid for her services.

The banshee swoops in carefully; her attack aiming for the palomino’s back (ROMANI) and all four hooves trying to slam against the equine’s spine. Hopefully, her skirmish would take out one problem in this unexpected, tumultuous battle. The violent screams fill her ears and her spirits were lifted a little by ELSA’S blood curling scream.