Aithne's left arm came up and cradled in the babe as she sunk closer to the floor to lessen the risk. A minor adjustment to ensure the little one was tucked close to her side before she drew the sword on her hip with her right hand. Wheeling in the air as she contemplated their exit as Peter disarmed another one of these assassins.

"I do not think they came well prepared." Her sword positioned in a gird over the girl. "I have spotted it follow..."

And that is when the floor collapsed and her ally disappeared into the flame filled first floor. Along with the hunters and she hung in the air supported by slow beats of her wings. Without hesitation she folded her wings over her and the infant and dropped as well. The difference being she was prepared. Within a moment of her landing one of the hunters had the sense enough to wheel his weapon in her direction, much to his not long lasting regret, as she tucked her right wing behind her and simply rushed the man impaling him.

Aithne tried to tame the flames further to aid in her search for Peter but she was tiring. Calling out into the smoke and flame. "Where are you?"

Her count was three or four left, though that did not matter. Her current plan was to find the other Stranger and get all three of them through the front door. She had enough to ensure the flames would not touch any of them. Worse case, she would give the girl back and toss them both out of the building and sort the rest after.