De Camino et Virtus Bellorum

Merlin walks up to it "What is it?"

"It's an ice sculpture."

"Of a tree."

"Why a tree?" Asks Bjorn

"YES. YES. Why not a squirrel?" Merlin

Bjorn looks at the old wizard with eyebrows arched "Is he ok?" he asks the others

"He's a wee bit crazy..." the Scot answered. "Comes of lookin' at th' stars all th'time. Navigators are like tha'."

Naturally, both ends of the conversation had to be translated by Phil. The two British noblemen twins were looking at each other, discussing something in low voices.

"Well ok then" Bjorn walks over to Merlin "Come on lets go look at some other thing"

Merlins eye's lit up "Will it be a squirrel?"

A BANG! echoed through the ballroom and Bjorn and Merlin's clothes were suddenly flecked with bits of gray and a copious amount of blood. The Greek woman from Athens slumped to the ground, an absurdly neat hole in her forehead where the bullet from one of the twins' pistols had entered and blown off the back of her head. 

The Spartan man had his own gun drawn halfway out of its holster, apparently aiming for the responsible twin, before the other De Vil sent a bullet smack through his heart. He half-raised the gun as a last gesture of defiance before his body toppled forward, the weapon clattering across the once-pristine ice floor.

"Well, that's taken care of." one of the two said, smiling gently as though pleased with the quality of his afternoon tea. The Scotsmen made several attempts at words before bellowing, "DO YE KNOW WHO YE JUST KILLED?!"

Bjorn thought about grabbing his sword but it wouldn't do much good "I don't think they care" trying to keep a calm face but was secretly freaking out

Merlin was starting to wonder where the interesting red stuff came from

"Let's go find the Exile, shall we?"

"After you" Bjorn says while trying to act like he won't get shot soon

"This stuff is a little sticky" Merlin says

The two shepherded the others up the staircase.

"Whats your business in all of this?" Bjorn asks

"This place is huge" Merlin says

"as I said, we're here to find the Exile and take her to Britain for trial."

"And stop at nothing to do this"

"While we can't interfere with British business we need support from Arrendelle. " Says Phil.

"Ah, yes, for your now-leaderless rebellion." The twins ushered them about the upper floors and eventually they came to an out-of-doors balcony and walkway. The huge storm from earlier had mostly subsided, leaving snow falling gently from the sky like something from a beautiful picture. Off in the distance was movement accompanied by a faint glow of electric blue. Whatever was moving, it was absolutely immense, dwarfing even the ice dragon they had fought earlier.

Phil takes out the spyglass he is carrying and peers into the distance, focusing on the blue light.

The movement is revealed by the spyglass to be a huge spire of ice rising out of the ground, with the glow of blue surrounding the base where it left the mountain. Silhouetted by this was a slender figure, watching the spire rise impassively.

Even as the Greek officer watched, the spire completed its construction - since the figure entered through a door that appeared in its side, that was what probably happened anyway.

One of the twins had brought out a spyglass too, the other keeping his pistol trained on the group. "That's her. Come, you lot. You're going to help us apprehend her."

"Or you'll shoot us?" Bjorn asks

After Phil rendered translation, the twin holding the spyglass smiled, the grin of a predator eyeing its prey. "Welcome to the Royal Air Fleet, gentlemen."

Merlin looks out to the blue construct and for the first time Bjorn sees his eye's focus

"What old man" Bjorn asks

Merlins says nothing and after a few seconds Merlin's eyes got there spacey look again "Beautiful lights"

"Wait, we can't just go running into that tower, we need a plan. "

"Why it's quite simple. We have guns. She does not. No matter how powerful her magic is, her reflexes aren't going to let her dodge a bullet."

Merlin smirks at that

"Move." The two of them marched the group forward and into the tower - which contained a spiral staircase. The top was open to the elements.

Phil readies his saber and starts up the staircase.