Cortana had gotten to her feet only to be overrun once-more by the beasts. She rolled out of the way as they aimed to step on her, blue eyes looking upward trying to find her staff in the dust storm those trampling feet were making. She knew better, how had she gotten in this position? The only reasoning behind it was that they were, in fact, targeting her. Specifically.

"Chief!" She exclaimed, trying to crawl out of the heap as a hand came up and gripped the back of her cloak. She tried blasting whatever it was away only to dropped and picked up by another. She felt herself leave the floor and before she knew it a baton came crashing at the back of her head making her limp in whatever lap she found herself in. "I-It was a trap chief...."

Unconscious or not, it only left someone to blame.