For once, she was grateful that most of her belongings have stayed packed away in her traveling bag. Because when the riots begin and the hotel becomes surrounded by the locals, she was all ready to go, even if this particular brand of resistance was one she didn't want to encounter. The bag was lashed to her dog, a big and burly thing that's almost as large as she is, and she made her way down to the front steps with the few people who were already willing to fight or to simply defend, and she would join her numbers until the very last of them left the hotel.

Surana withdrew her staff and quickly cast some supporting spells, a faint white glow emanating around her feet as she connected with her power. One hand reached out and the earth came to her call, coating her feet and hands with solid stone to form armor enough that she was intimidating to behold. Beyond that, she did not make any effort to draw further spell power, content to simply act as a buffer and support. She didn't want to hurt innocents.

"Stay away. We just want to leave."