Tonks bellows spell after spell, mostly Stunning Spells and Full-Body Binds, and it isn't long before most everyone is giving her a rather wide berth, because witch. Such women are feared, and she's giving them enough reason for the reputation to stand firm. One of Sao Feng's henchmen darts past her, and she spies a familiar gun in his hand: it's Mal's, she's sure of it.

Cursing under her breath, she easily ducks a badly-parried sword and wonders again where Mal is. He should be here, and someone else carrying around a gun he'd be loathe to part with is a very, very bad sign. Tonks is very pale as she hurries to catch up with Elizabeth, reaching out one hand to steady her friend's shoulder as they run, pale from fear and pale from exhaustion. Charlotte is a heavy weight in her belly, today.