Feon personally didn't care if the merchant died, though he was the source of her jewels. When one of the bandits tried to grab her though her eyes went wide and her pupils went large. She hated it when people grabbed her, it brought back too much trauma of her past. This often caused her to go berserk under the threat of being captured. 

"NO! YOU AREN'T GRABBING ME!" Feon yelled in panic tears could be seen on her face as her trauma was coming back to her, she was able to slap a hardening spell on herself before she turned to lunge another the bandit behind her. She couldn't be taken hostage not again, she would never be that helpless again.

Feon was in a panic now, the first move she made was to plunge her daggers into the bandit behind her, she started to stab him over and over blood covering them both. Feon had lost all control at this point and she wasn't willing to give up. Feon soon turned to yet another bandit about to take them down when the man with the axe as able to hit her on the head with the blunt of his axe knocking her out. She fell to the ground tears still on her face, and even twitching a bit. Not many of the guild members knew about her past, but those who did knew that her getting captured was her worst nightmare.