AC: 14 | HP: 22/22 | Initiative: +3 | Passive Perception: 13
Lulani swallowed hard, she had thought the person before them as a messenger of death, and to have it confirmed seemed to have dried her throat a bit. She let a slow breath out, trying to keep calm. Her eyes cut to Mags after he makes his statement. She had not taken him for the sort to stand and fight... but perhaps she was wrong. If one of these strangers decided to stand and fight, there was no doubt that her sister would stay as well.
"Time to dance." , she touches her sister once more, but this time was not to give pause. The touch transferred magic power to her sister to help her. Lulani shifted only to get closer to the middle of the area.