Signum's in her element now, not even complaining about the number of arrayed guards. Letting Ruffnut handle one side, she keeps up wide, sweeping arcs of sharpened steel from Laevatein, laying into the guards at chest height, impossibly sharp metal slicing through guns, armor, and where people are unlucky, flesh. She's holding back as much as she can and still keep the enemy off-balance, but she knows her mission comes first.

She blocks incoming shots from the enemy guards with her active shield spell on one hand, trusting Ruffnut's path of destruction to cover her back. In the meantime, Laevatein lashes out again and again like a thresher, the confined room working to Signum's advantage in that her reach was as long as the effective range of their firearms.