Kel didn't have time to react when he saw the shadow of something vaguely human shaped fall from the tower. He nodded at his dragon prisoner of war (who gave up willingly) before gripping the reigns once again, queuing for Druug to take off. But the wyvern stayed, still staring down the dragon as Kel turned to watch their tactician who tried to get him killed earlier fall. He hated the guy and was still a bit mad about being sent to fight archers but not mad enough to kill the guy. He tugged and tugged for Druug to move but the wyvern stayed put until Kel tossed the last rabbit carcass hitched to his belt toward the tower, getting the Wyvern to break his focus and start flying.

But it was too late by then, Gaius had been dropped off by the new pegasus knight who he hadn't seen before. Druug let out a roar as Kel gave a salute to the man holding the reigns and flew up to the tower hearing a whistle and seeing an arrow pierce just past his face, floating seamlessly over Druug's wings and by the bridge of his nose into the tower. Kel keeping a steady ascent to where he could see the bandit leader's figure, silhouetted by blue flames and thick smoke. He was checking for anyone inside, ignoring what the bandit leader may have been doing while hovering close to the edge in case he'd need to hop off of Druug to help drag someone out. If that arrow hit the man was unknown, the smoke and heat were obscuring his vision too much. He inched Druug closer, trying to waft the smoke from his face but his vision  was not clearing, he and Druug were now one good jump's distance from the tower and Kel had to close his eyes which were filled with tears from the smoke. "Anyone in there hop on and we'll get you down!" He called. His lungs, thankfully, were conditioned to smoke filling them after years of time with Druug and other recreational hobbies involving smoke and fire. He held a hand out, still blind.