"Nor do I, honestly." Inessa nods, relieved that she wasn't the only one worried about their odds in a direct fight. "And no, their divine zeal was too strong for any of my words to make an impact, before. I see no reason that would change in the short time that's passed."

She opens her satchel, peering inside, and makes a thoughtful noise. "I have some confusion grenades at hand. Someone with a better aim could make good use of them."