All around her was chaos as the Inquisitions forces crushed with the endless flood of demons coming out of the rift in the central ward. It was looking bad for them - and that was without considering the Wardens that were still fighting them. While it was true, that some had joined them after they had seen how far Clarel had fallen - it were far too few to make a difference. Everywhere she looked their soldiers were barely holding their ground.
From her position on the battlements she had a good overview, but since she specialized in dual wielding and her skills with a bow were only to be considered intermediate, all she could do was to rain arrows upon the oncoming forces from above - a task that became increasingly difficult as their forces soon were undistinguishable, having melted into each other. When it was no longer possible to guarantee that they weren't shooting their own men, she let her remaining men regroup at the central yard, hoping that the rift would be a better target - and that they would make it there in the first place.
Just then fellow spy approached her: "News from the front" The man said, saluting his superior. "Our soldiers report that the Inquisitor and her party have battled Corypheus dragon and were eliminated in the process" Her face showed no reaction, like her training commanded. In her head she was already thinking about the implications of this loss for the battle and she didn't exactly like the conclusion. "Do these soldiers also report, how exactly they were 'eliminated'?" The other spy looked at her, seemingly surprised. Then he stuttered: "They fell into the abyss below the fortress, Sir." She nodded. "Go tell that Commander Cullen, if he doesn't already know and whatever you do - don't tell our forces if they don't explicitly ask for it. If they do, you'll tell them, that the Inquisitor is missing. We don't need our morale to drop any lower, this battle's hard enough as it is." She pointed towards the center of the fortress were the fighting was the most chaotic. "I'll try to catch up to my men in the yard. If we find anything useful, I'll report back to Cullen myself." She looked sternly in the mans eyes. "Did I make myself clear?" The spy nodded. "Dismissed." She waved him away, already going into stealth.
Making her way across the battlements she soon came across enemies. Most let her pass without even noticing her. But she couldn't remain hidden forever and soon a warden mage spotted her - if that creature could even be called a warden anymore. The grotesque silouette of a human had a demon at it's side. Without giving her time to think, the mage launched a fireball at her. She managed to dodge that, but she could smell burned hair. That had been too close. Already the demon was too close for her comfort, but that was probably the best chance, she would get, so instead of trying to get some distance, she drew one of her twin daggers and rammed it into the demons heart with both hands, putting her whole weight behind the strike. The demon collapsed and evaporated almost instantly. One down, thousands more to go. Mages were tricky to take down without a templar or a fellow mage, especially since she had lost the moment of surprise now. Catching a glimpse of a Qunari horn behind the mage brought her to an idea. She threw down a pouch of sleeping powder, hoping it would at least distract the creature and ran around it, trying to kite it towards the group of survivors, she believed she had spotted.
She had been right. There they were. A mage and an archer, just what she needed. "Watch out, mage incoming!" She yelled at the two. Her throat hurt because of how loud she had to shout for her to even hear herself over the deafening noise of the fighting around and below them. She could only hope, the others would hear or at least notice her. Drawing her second dagger, she turned around to face the mage - just in time to evade another fireball.