[center][h2]Roane[/h2]
[@cloudystar][@ToadRopes][@Polaris North][@Darkmoon Angel]
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"Don't worry," Roane called back, struggling to maintain the quiver in her own voice. "I'll make sure no one gets too close." She glanced back, giving Taka a small nod. She had seen the Outlaw eyeing her ax uneasily moments prior the attack, and she had a growing hunch that just perhaps moving him closer to enemies wasn't exactly the best. 

A movement caught her eye. A swift figure, her nagitana slicing towards the bolsters with incredible speed. Roane hesitated for a moment, her suspicion fading as she caught the warrior's gaze. This one was unfamiliar, but help was help. With a small nod of gratitude, she switched her gaze elsewhere on the battlefield. There, near their original position, was her regiment. Varjans and dwarves flanked them--a duo that could only yield disastrous results. Biting back a swear as another arrow sank into the Wyvern, the fliers slowly descended down towards the surrounded regiment

Lyth hovered a few feet above the ground, his claws barely scraping the dirt. His breathing was labored, stray arrows sticking out of his body like overgrown thorns. There was no way they could fly higher unless they wished to fall a crash. Yet, despite the dragon's grievous wounds, his eyes burned with a ferocity that challenged the foes around him.

Roane patted her steed assuringly. A mixture of emotions swirled around her, pushing tight against her chest. Fear. Anger. Anxiety. But one rose above them all, tightening her grip on her axe and steeling her gaze. Cold, burning determination.

With a snarl, Lyth lunged at one of the heavily armored warriors closing in on Eclisse. Roane twirled her ax. Years of woodchopping and farm work had shaped her hands into nimble tools of trade, heavy and calloused with work. But here, in the face of an enemy, they had become tools of war. She shouted and sank the blade into the side of the Elite. Lyth reached out to claw him for added injury. Before the Elite could react, she hurriedly moved away, though still within an arrow's reach. 

"Are you alright?" she called to Eclisse and Myno, her gaze momentarily leaving the foe.