The infuriated orc that fixated himself on Rem was quickly intercepted by Sasha. Rem grinned. The Suldan's home wasn't the battlefield yet this battlefield was very advantageous to him and the rest of the group. Rem made himself wary of the crossbowmen moving on Sal's position. Perhaps his call for a deadly shot put his friend in a precarious position. Sal had called his faithful companion to his side. It was a good thing to have for an escape but it would not do for either of them to take any hits from those crossbows.

At the same time it seemed that Giffy was cornered. Like a cat in a tree pawing at a dog below. Sure, berserkers were suicidal but it looked like the crazed orc would find another way to pluck him from the branches. If Rem hadn't stayed near the back he would not have noticed both cases. Sal or Giffy? He wasn't going to choose. This would be tiring but worth keeping either from unnecessary injury.

Rem drew in a calming and deep breath. Despite the adrenaline he needed to focus on the rhythm of life coursing through the ground. "Don't fail me now Sasha." He whispered. "Ernal Finno.." Came the silent words. Several of the strong roots that coursed from the very tree snapped out to grasp the berserker. Just moments later as Rem shifted his gaze to Sal the roots shifted up to provide him effective cover to mount Icon and move out of the bad position.

With an exasperated sigh Rem leaned against the tree. Before allowing any projectiles to hit him from pissed off orcs he took cover behind it, taking steady breaths to help ward off the expulsion of mana.