Mable rolled left as the arrows shot past putting away her lute in favor of her sword and shield. The sound of the man's hard feet on the ground. The winged man charged there Ranger holding two swords. Mable stepped firmly in the way her shield ready as the man flew down into her barely keeping her footing as he drove her back several inches towards the ground. The effort was almost to much as the man clearly charged in gliding fast. Mable coughed as the two came to a stop a foot in front of there ranger. Mable was happily surprised her shield survived the wood a little scuffed, but nothing to serious. Mable tilted the shield up so the creature slid off. Mable smiled warmly resting her rapier at the creatures throat gently. The poor thing might be insane, so she hesitated hoping it could be reasoned with. "Good evening, nice day were having. Quick question, [color=9e0b0f]Why shouldn't I ram my rapier through your throat and see what color your blood is?"  [/color] The words were sharp clean and to the point. Mable wouldn't hesitate to kill the man the group certainly had the numbers for that.
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