Shango "Dammit... if it weren't for the bows and that gap... I could just make a run for it and draw their attention, allowing everyone to escape and get proper equipment... and I could go and grab my own and make these bastards pay." Shango glowered at the filthy Mercs standing in the shadows and patted Joe on the back. "Do not worry, my loyal friend," he said, still glaring at the Mercs. "You may still get your chance to forfeit your life in exchange for our freedom. Do not despair, Joe!" And then, oddly enough, Syl started making excuses for the guards, almost as if she was on their side. Shango was about to ask if she was in her right mind, but then he remembered what she had told him about striking when the time was right and he gave her a slow smile. Syl was only trying to keep them alive, he thought, she's biding her time for the right moment! But at that very moment, Maiya Gwyther chose to make herself known. She boldly insulted the mutinous guards and Shango jumped in front of her, as if to block her barbed words. "She meant no harm!" Shango squeaked, smiling as hard he could. "Please don't shoot us!" Then he whispered over his shoulder, "Do you want them to kill us?! And by the way, my name is Shango, nice to meet you."