[i]"GET THE -blam!- OUT OF MY WAY, RAAAAGH!" Camilla would hear, right before seeing a crowd of people split down the middle. A group of people nearby were parted as the familiar face of Barbara pushed angrily through the divide, her bear pelt cape thing flying behind her and her axe resting behind it. She looked to be barreling towards Camilla with the speed of a horse and the strength of a bull, and she slowed to a halt a few feet away of Camilla. She wasn't much calmer, but she was at the least quieter. "Are you alright!?" [/i]