Caught Between The Front Lines

He looked back and forth between the women and the Dalek with a mixture of confusion, frustration and rage on his face. “I feel like I’m repeating myself for some reason, and I don’t’ know why because if I had said this before I’m sure you would have listened and not jumped out here for no reason but I do feel it necessary to point out that. IT. IS. A. DALEK!” stepping forward and raising the energy shield. “It lies and then it dies. If you don’t like it turn away” he grappled the dagger and pressed the center button and the core leaked an crimson energy that coated the blade “Ill stab it in the heart and scatter its atoms across time, if it makes you feel any better… it will be the most painful thing it ever experienced. Now don’t get in my way.” He took another step closer to the Dalek. “this is not a game child, do not interfere”

Raven backed up even more.
"EXPLAAAIINNN!!!!!"

Medwyn rolled her eyes and looked at the Warden.
"We know that it is a Dalek, my dear..."
As the Warden was about to attack the Dalek it backed away.
It did not even try to defend itself, not to mention attacking the Warden.
To Medwyn it almost felt as if their roles were switched...
Quickly shaking her head in a mix of confusion and sorrow, Medwyn stepped into the Warden's way.
"I'm very sorry, but that would be a quite short-sighted tactic...!" She began talking, directly looking at him, hoping that he maybe was able to see the great peculiarity of this situation (as well as the possible advantage) if she just delayed him for long enough to start thinking.
"...It acts very un-dalek. It maybe..." Might help us finding out lost Time Lord... She thought. "...Prove itself to be useful."

Jenny crossed her arms, "No clearly that's a Cyberman..." She said sacrasticly, "WE KNOW ITS A DALEK!" She looked at the Dalek as it backed away, "Hmmm..." She looked at it for a bit then looked at Medwyn and The Warden as they surged or something, "That is no ordinary Dalek..." She put her hands in her pockets, "Dalek's normaly fight back..." She looked at the Dalek then back at the two

Nodding Towards Jenny, Medwyn finally walked some steps towards the Dalek.
Her curiosity finally fought it's way back to the surface...
"Dalek?! Why are you not attacking us?!"
She asked in an - also almost Dalek-like - interrogating tone, assuming that her doing so it understood Medwyn's question as matter of interest and not as an invitation...

His eyes boiled with rage, frustration, and confusion as he stood down, sheathing his dagger but keeping the  TARDIS-B shield up and standing vigilant “I will not wait for it to kill us. It has 20 minutes then it dies”