Carson's awakening must of taken longer then thought as he felt he could do nothing but glare at those who dared go near the princess and watch over them carefully but what power did he have? He didn't have a sword. And if he did be would barely be able to use it without the witch's jacket accidentally being dropped and Carson was persistent to keep his privates as private as possible. He was sure he missed things as he was trying to keep awake. His muscles ached from whatever he did to get to this place the night before. He yelled at the princess in her times of stupidity yet did not, could not, stop her and he hated himself for it but now he didn't care, Octavia was unconscious, she needed medical attention but the rest of them were under attack. What was he to do? The woman saved his life but his duty lied with the princess. He looked over at the skeleton guard the angel's battered and bloodied body. In his current position he could not take the skeleton on. If he had his sword and clothes he would think he could but he didn't have either of those things so he jumped to the next conclusion. Distract them. The young soldier grabbed a rough rock and threw the sharp end at the skeleton over the princess' body