Mildor watched as the creatures of darkness opened up and rained down their corruption and death, having to look away as the 4th cart was annhiliated. "Aeg," He muttered. "Get your spear and shield."

She slowly got up, taking them out. Both were made of strong, yet light metal. They glinted, even in the darkness. They exchanged weapons, and Mildor knelt down, brandishing the shield and holding it up. "Come on, Aeg. You know what to do." 

The woman would nod, taking his bow and an arrow, before getting onto the top of the cart, looking up at the darkened creatures. She hesitated before giving a low breath, and dropping down on top of the shield that her brother was holding. He'd force upwards as she jumped, sending her a good distance up in the sky, in which she'd load the arrow, whisper an enchant, and release the arrow.

The arrow had been covered in an explosive material, and when it hit the creatures, the "bomb" would explode, sending about 4-5 of the beasts into Hell. 

She'd land back on the caravan, quickly giving her brother his bow back, and he would continue to give his accuracy and precision to the cause, to save the caravan.

Before the sky turned red, and it all stopped.