Jeff waited for his inevitable demise, but a loud crack of flesh against wood was all he heard. Dacer stood between him and Rajaka, holding a giant green bow up, which he had used to block the intruder's fist. The masked man's eyes widened. Dacer pulled back on an imaginary drawstring, and a column of white light appeared between him and the massive man, like an arrow of light conjured from thin air. "Pick on someone your own size, Blondie," Dacer growled, releasing the arrow right into his target's chest. It struck and pushed him back several yards, causing his giant booted feet to drag across the ground. There was a small marking on the man's bare chest now, but he didn't seem too phased. More surprised than anything. "Jeff, get the fuck out of here, and bring as many people as you can with you," Dacer asked sternly. It was rare to see him to serious, but the situation called for it. "Don't you fucking dare go back to your hut and pick up all your schematics, just [i]go."[/i]