The Sentinels one by one i'm gonna take them down

Tansea lingered on the fringes, watching with the tension of a taut bow. Her mind raced with possibilties of what they might be called for, what problems they faced. 

Silent shock showed clearly on the witch's face, for though she didn't know Aria very well she had been amiable towards her. There was a small twinge of sadness for Constantine, whom she had liked and hoped to make a friend of.

There was happiness for her friend Deirdre as well, the fellow witch would find no more loyal a supporter than the dryad. Silently, she wondered why the pair could not remain here with them but it was not her place to ask. Perhaps the Goddess called to them elsewhere.