As more and more of the prisoners' group ran to the Yellow Team's fighters, Henry looked around. He was a little bit away from the pack, yet no one seemed to notice him. He figured that no one's going to attack him from the back, since someone would have surely done that by now.

There was the other problem. In his travels, Henry never had the need to attack somebody. Only times he used his weapons were when he needed to defend from someone. He wasn't exactly sure at this moment. "Should I attack?" - a thought crossed his mind.

Then he heard the Dunmer of group shout something about attacking the yellow team and Henry couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Remind me not to forget to breathe next time" he said loudly still chortling.

Obviously he let his guard down a bit while he was shouting and chuckling, so the bard almost got hit by a fireball which he somehow managed to avoid by leaning forward. Soon an arrow came his way, fired out by a second archer standing somewhere deeper in the midst of fight, so Henry started running in a round path towards the fighting, in order to not to be a standing target. 

Henry tried to use the spear's length to his advantage, so he kept pointing it towards the enemy should someone have charged at him. That proved to be a wise decision on his part, because a heavy armored Redguard separated from the yellow team's group and decided to charge on him, (even though at first he looked as if he was on Henry's side), swinging his two-handed maul. Henry anticipated the first hit and easily avoided it by jumping back. However, before the bard could point the spear end towards the Redguard, he was already too near and all Henry could do not to become a pile of smashed bones was jump and roll away on the ground. He felt the Redguard's maul hacking the air where Henry was seconds ago as he rolled away. Henry ended up about three meters to the side of the attacker. The bard immediately knew that he should take advantage of that, so he charged pointing the spear and thrusting it into his enemy's left arm, just above elbow. Frankly, Henry thought that this hit would impale the Redguard's left arm entirely, however, he could feel that all the spear did was go in until the attacker's bone. The bard felt the Redguard turning, so he jumped away right in time to avoid his punch. Henry had to leave the spear, as it was stuck in the attacker's armor. After missing the punch, the Redguard grunted and fiercely pulled out Henry's weapon from his arm right before snapping it in two and throwing the debris behind him. He then proceeded to pick up his maul which he had thrown away.

"Well, that looks bad" Henry said, seeing that he had no other weapon and slowly backing away from the brute.