Beleth doesn't even notice the three with daggers, attention divided between scanning for traps, spotting the archers, and praying. Praying a lot. All the Creators, the Dread Wolf, even Andraste and the Maker, if they want to prove themselves useful. The failed trap had been harmless, thanks to Korrin, but earned an undignified squawk of alarm. Embarrassing.

But archers, she can handle. This is something she's actually trained to deal with. She draws an arrow, and shoots it at the two Crows, attempting to kill two birds with one explosion.

Heheheh. Two birds. Crows. One explosion. She snorts to herself, committing it to memory for retelling when they're not actually fighting said Crows.