Jacob dodged left brought his blade hard against the rogues back cutting clean though with a sickening sound. He turned backed expecting to face a second thief, instead two mercenaries one having just dealt with the other thief. He challenged the fighters, the men looked confused and Jacob took this chance to break the circle. Drawing his tome he let loose a spell that ignited one of the fighters, he collapsed slapping at the flames. "If you two are here to help then by all means, I would prefer not to tire myself on these fools." He said, regretting that as the archer gave a sharp whistle. 

Two mages moved up to attack the Mercenaries and two more fighters raced to the bosses side as three soldiers came up the ally lances at the ready, the Ylisstol guard. "Defend the Champion!" One cried as the burned fighter leaped forward cutting into a soldier. He managed to survive the blow as his friends jammed there lances into his gut. One of them held his wounded friend trying to find a vulnerary in his bag. The remaining soldier rushed to Jacobs side.

Jacob sighed. "If you mercenaries are interested in work clear out those fighters. I can promise a good wage for it, plus more work if we survive." He told them as he readied his weapons. "You two wrap up with the fighters, I'll take the mages. He yelled as he rushed forward the soldier at his back. He lunged in the mage making quick turn to dodge, yet she didn't dodge the lance that followed. The mage collapsed dead as the spear was pulled from her. The soldier ready for the enemy mages attack.