Being forcibly expelled from Chrom's body as he undid the Armatus, Lailah took a step back, still absorbing everything that was going on. "Sir Chrom...!" She wanted to stay. He was her partner. She wasn't going to let him take on something all by himself! But... a quick glance around, and she knew he wasn't alone. He had all these comrades who would, if it came down to it, die at his side. But they had to make it. And she had to do her own job. She knew he wasn't looking at her, but she nodded. Had she still been on Glenwood, she most likely would not be able to be separated long distances from the Shepherd, her vessel, but perhaps here, the rules worked differently. "Everyone who cannot teleport, follow me!" With a snap of her fingers, the Silver Flame appeared above her hand as a guiding light. "Let us retreat to a safe distance, attend to the injured, and get out of here!"