[color=8eafdf][h3]Sonya[/h3][/color]

With the group focusing on the remaining Orc, they were quickly able to overwhelm the lone beast. At it struck out at Luke once more, Sonya the guided the tempest to bubble around Luke’s shield, the pocket of air easily cushioning the blow and leaving Luke in-balance as he struck out at the Orc in a deadly strike that unfortunately left him over-extended. Despite the loss of a wound, the Orc was still able to lash out in a death grip. Even as Sonya guided the wind to push against the reaching hand, the beast’s determination for death seemed greater. [color=8eafdf][i]’No! I can’t stop it in time!’[/i][/color] her mind cried out as she watched the beast grasp Luke’s throat, unable to recover in time from his earlier strike. 

For a moment, she half expected to see the beast’s fingers sink into the flesh and tear away at the poor boy’s throat, the image buzzing at the edge of her mind and threatening her concentration. Thankfully for all involved, Silas had been ready to move in and swifted ‘disarmed’ the Orc before he could complete its attack allowing Luke to follow up with the finishing blow. As the Orc’s lifeless form fell to the ground to join its kin, the images faded from Sonya’s mind for the moment and the wild winds quieted for now, allowing the silence to resume its control of the battle field. Letting her mind relax for a moment, Sonya took in the surrounding scene in more detail, noting as Silas and the other groups re-arranged their formations. Turning her gaze to the two boys, she could see Jowen was still shaken by the events that had unfolded before them, understanding why Silas would send both of them back even if they could use more help in the coming fights.

Off in the distance, motion caught Sonya’s attention as the Orc’s seemed to be preparing themselves for the next skirmish as well. Larger and heavily armored orcs pushed their way past the teeming mass of the Orc front-line and began their trek across the empty plain towards their opponents. [color=8eafdf][i]’Even apart from the armor, these Orcs aren’t like the first wave. There’s no wild charging and breaking formation. These ones must have quite a bit of experience’[/i][/color] Sonya concluded, a noticeable air of tension spreading through the militia as others must have reached the same conclusion. Even though the situation was starting to seem grim, as Silas spoke and delivered his orders it was with the same calm and collected tone he had been using all morning.

Sonya nodded in response [color=8eafdf][b]”I can do that, but I must emphasis the winds work best at amplifying actions you already take. They can turn an opponent’s blade and slow their strikes but these creature’s strength makes it hard to stop entirely. As long as you take the actions to deflect and dodge their strikes, I will make sure you succeed and they fail”[/b][/color] she explained, her mind flashing back to how close to harm both Luke and Jowen had come when their movements had stop. Her gaze drifted over to Odessa for a moment, before focusing back on the approach Orcs as she added to herself [color=8eafdf][i]’And if necessary, since there are only two people I need to worry about, I can more easily direct some of my other magic to their aid if need-be’[/i][/color] as the wind once again to pick up, its soft howl mingling with the clanking metal of their opponents