The distraction Castor affords Raubahn gives him enough time to leap towards Irhya and sever her bonds in turn, much like he had likely done for Castor that day, somewhere distant but yet so nearby. She rolls around and leaps to her feet; notably, there is not a sword at her back, but a conjurer's cane.

"You're coming too, you fool," she is quick to snap, not about to let her stay there and take the bait. Raubahn is bad enough; they don't need two -- no, three heads on a silver platter this day. Seizing Castor's wrist, she yanks her none too gently towards the door and out onto the carpeted hallway.

She's not quite hit full recognizance yet, it seems, by the way she's muttering under her breath. "It should have been me... I should have seen it...!"