Ambrose swallowed and nodded in agreement, "Yeah let me-" As he bent down to recovery the map, he heard the grunt of pain and Caleb toppling to the ground. He gasped as he shot up, the warriors revealing themselves from the bushes. They were completely surrounded, all weapons trained on the duo. 

"Please- We're just trying to-" He was cut off by the fury of the warrior that had shot Caleb. Was he referring to humans? It was a strange remark that was shot at Caleb but Ambrose didn't really have time to ponder it. He step forward, slightly in front of Caleb. He heard the whisper, informing Ambrose the identity of the warriors. 

He put his hands up, but they still bristled at the movement, taking it as a form of aggression. "Don't make us hurt you, trust me. We didn't come here for conflict." He paused, and his voice lowered slightly. "But we will do whatever we need to." There was a threatening tone in his voice. Magic crackled at his fingertips, and a flash of fear rippled through the warrior unit. But the leader did not appear too shaken.

"I have fought warlocks and wizards before, I am not afraid of children like you two." The Magaldor raised his chin pridefully, "Last warning." He readied his bow at Ambrose.

Ambrose glanced back at Caleb, letting out a frustrated sigh. What could they do? Ambrose just had to trust Caleb knew what he was talking about and follow his lead.