The wind is picking up, whistling on the tundra, and the rows of humans furthest away from her are squinting and don't seem to have heard. Most of the rest raise their right hands. (Nearly everyone knows the names of the commanders of each nonhuman section.) 

"If you know names of that description other than -" She lists what she's got after the first couple have disgorged their information. "- then keep your hand up; otherwise lower it."

About a quarter of the humans know at least some names of the nonhuman rank-and-file, and keep their hands raised. 

Leareth is so impressed! Plausibly he should be scared, but there's too much amazement and awe to leave room for that. He keeps shielding them even though it's hopefully unnecessary at this point. 

Promise collects names till she thinks she has all she's going to get, and then starts brute-forcing the rest of the bunch with names from their conspecifics, as long as she has time.

Leareth warns her when the nonhumans-and-cavalry section is getting near to the grounded gryphons. 

"I'm figuring out names, some syllables seem pretty common - scrying them more might help -"

Leareth scries them and lets Promise watch. "I am not sure if they can actually cause trouble when they reach the gryphons, they presumably cannot reverse your orders -"

"We didn't exactly experiment with interactions with your own compulsions." Names go snap.

"True. Everything has happened in such a hurry. Rude of Vkandis, really." 

The cavalry catch up to the gryphons at the point when Promise has brute-forced half a dozen missing names but is still missing around a dozen of them, mostly the kyree wolf-creatures and dyheli deer-creatures, who seem to have a very wide space of name-syllables with fewer repeats. They appear to spend about thirty seconds attempting to talk to the gryphons. 

Then a Gate goes up right next to the gryphon leader, who is immediately lifted - not an easy task, for nonhumans that mostly lack hands, and it looks unpleasant for the gryphon - and shoved through. It looks like more of the cavalry are going after the other gryphons to drag them over too. 

"...Possibly we should move now," Leareth says. 

"As you say."

Leareth frowns intently at the scry, picking a place to put his Gate. A couple of the dyheli seem to be harnessed to a sort of sledge, dragging it along the thin snow behind them - or maybe a litter, it's bundled up well enough that it's impossible to tell for sure if there's a person on it, but it seems plausible. A casualty sufficiently important to attempt an evacuation, maybe? They're currently dragging the sledge over to the Gate but not bringing it through. 

They don't have time to, because Leareth gets his Gate up, ten yards from the line of soldiers attempting to carry unmoving gryphons without hands, and surges through, already reaching to shield - 

As they sense the Gate-energies building, about five seconds before Leareth steps across, one of the mages snaps something in Mindspeech to the human currently bound to the sled-litter. 

Nayoki tries to fight the compulsion, to twist it into literally anything else, but she can't. 

"Do not speak!" she screams as they uncover her face and she senses a second shielded mind, presumably Promise, crossing the Gate. And, at the exact same time: :DO NOT SPEAK: 

Oh for fucks's sake.

Promise launches herself into the air and zooms for Nayoki.

What. 

Leareth has very fast reaction times, trained over millennia worth of mage-battles, and he gets a shield up and an attack out at the source of the shout and set-command within a fraction of a second, well before his mind registers what's happening - oh no gods it's Nayoki, what, how–

Nayoki's sledge is suddenly on fire, because fire is the shortest-preparation-time attack that Leareth can get off when startled, but this doesn't stop the compulsion from tightening on her mind, and she can't fight it, and - 

:STOP. DO NOTHING: she set-commands Leareth. 

Leareth's shield vanishes and he crumples to the ground.

His Gate, unfortunately, is still up, because taking a Gate down is an active motion and he's just been set-commanded not to do anything. 

Every single soldier in the army is suddenly trying to attack both of them! 

Promise is a harder target because she's in midair swooping toward Nayoki, and also they - can't? A dozen people are still capable of harming Promise, but they don't know which dozen they are, and are scattered around at random throughout the troop-formations, and so Promise's flight is unmolested. 

Leareth, however, is now well separated from her and an easy, defenceless target, and most of the soldiers recognize his face from the emergency briefing. 

Someone blasts his Gate. 

His talisman-shields catch some of it, which is the only reason it doesn't kill him instantly, but it does send him thundering into unconsciousness. 

Promise lands. She puts out the fire. She looks over her shoulder and heals Leareth, she's had plenty of time to look at him so she can do it under these conditions. She waves her hand in front of Nayoki's face, trailing words in fairylights: Ignore the compulsion and then in case that doesn't work tell me I may speak.

Oh thank the gods - she's still tied down to a sled and now she's burned too, but the fire didn't have that much time to get at her. "You can speak!" she gasps out. "I - set-command - have to..." She starts trying to remove it but they take a lot longer to remove than to place.

Promise tries and fails to reply. She can heal Nayoki, though, and look over at Leareth to see if he needs another heal.

Leareth wakes up sprawled facedown on the ground, with some dirt in his mouth. He feels unhurt but he can't - move - can't cast - can't do anything, he can barely even have thoughts. 

He is also still under attack from pretty much the entire army, including several dozen mages of various species, and within seconds his shields are entirely destroyed and he's gone from unhurt to dying. 

Several of the soldiers who are capable of harming Promise have now realized this fact by testing it. Only one of them is a mage, and not exactly the best combat mage in the world. He throws fireballs at her. The others start sprinting her direction, with weapons or just their natural teeth and claws drawn.