like a jar, you housed infinite tenderness
and infinite tenderness shattered you

It’s not a skeleton army, but Yael’s jest hadn’t been far off. A skeleton monster (and hey, shouldn’t she at least get an “I told you so,” or some sort of bonus points for like, half guessing that it would be used against the very gatherers of bone?) is almost as bad. Or maybe worse, if you factor in the magic? There is only one target, but a very bad one indeed.

Yael is not a warrior, she has no magic here, and she not brawny enough to try and take a beating for the sake of aiding others. She can fly rather adeptly, but whether or not that may be of help in this situation unclear, unless a diversion is needed. Although in reality, she might be putting herself in line of fire, having never worked with this particular group before. They seem to know each others’ abilities - and Yael does not. There seem to be plenty of those who can help in the battle arena, so perhaps she is best put to work elsewhere - helping keep children safe. She can do nothing but observe for awhile while the actual (literal) chaos unfolds before her.

Isopia (oh, hello again!) yells at her father, the God of the Earth, though she does not completely understand it, so be it. There are explosions and lightning and fire and yelling and hurling bodies and blood (oh my), and others, simply standing and watching as she is. Helovia is as mad a place as B’kanna is indeed, if not more crazy.

Regroup! Fall back! Echoes clearly in her head, and the little golden mare has more than half a mind to heed it. There’s no reason to stay right now. A God (if she understood everything correctly) had stolen land and made it his home. They had best go to make a plan, and live to fight another day. There are a couple of foals standing together in groups, and with a quick assessment, the motherly mae heads first for a rather distressed-looking filly and winged colt on the sidelines One is of the Edge, the other isn’t - but that doesn’t mean Yael can’t get him out of the way too. Her wings expand a little as she makes a shooing motion with them, urging @Verro  and @Iskra  to continue on their way. “Eet’s getting dangerous, xelp me get ze rest of ze cheeldren out of xere?” she asks - no, tells them-  them firmly - as if they hadn’t already been commanded to do by various parents.

Leaving the duo, she makes her way over to @Kolr  and @Vastra urging them the same way, with a firm, but gentle smile. “Come on girls, eets time to go.” Yael then turns to look for others - and spies a boy watching the duo she’d just tried to keep moving out of the way. And - oh shit - the bone beast is charging and there’s more fire. Hell no. “Go!” She yells to the foals she’s already visited, turning around to try and catch Zubari’s eye. She’s coming for him next. Tembovu’s voice catches her attention briefly. If she wasn’t enough of an authority figure (she’s naught but an adult, really - no rank to speak of), the King’s command to get away might be enough.