The fireball that was cast exploded against Ursaren, singeing his skin and knocking him back. If it wasn't for the water and the shield he would have been killed! He knocked aside an enemy Dorcha who was a bit too surprised and water logged to get his bearings, but Ursaren's flaw was that he did not finish the Dorcha off, as Dark Elves were known for their trickery. The Elf went down in a heap into the water, only to surface seconds later with a gash on his head but still able to move and fight. He was disoriented, but he buried his sword in the back of Ursaren's leg, attempting to knock him down to then stab into Ursaren's back! 

Beren surface within the flowing river, the blood from the Dorcha Aeryn had slain covering his face and body as it had flowed with the current. He saw the female prisoner sneering at the sorceress, and the sorceress answered with a curse and a scathing remark in her black tongue, before she pointed her staff at Aeryen. The warrior monk had no idea of the significance this Dorcha prisoner had, but he was going to find out. Using his intense focus and brutal muscle, he leapt from the river to skid onto the rock of the shore, scooping Aeryn up in one arm and stumbling to the side as a lightning bolt suddenly slammed into the mushroom she had been leaning on. The Dorcha sorceress was not pleased to say the least. What's more, an arrow flew out of the forest to strike the Dark Elf sorceress...or it would had it not been for her various magical wards, the missile causing an invisible shield to suddenly shimmer around her. 

The weapon's master Dorcha waded forward, eager to bloody her blades. She even knocked aside a second arrow from the forest with a lazy flick of her swords, a wicked smile on her face. Her mirth disappeared when she saw a hulking armored reptilian emerged from the mushroom forest and challenge her with a terrifying hiss, slither-running through the river as fast as he would on dry ground to meet her blade to blade. 

Calanon leaped out of hiding and continued to fire at the sorceress, until he saw the Dorcha attacking Ursaren. This one had no means of magical defense, but superb armor. Calanon took aim and fired into the Dorcha's exposed neck, ending him before he could harm their elderly ally any further. Geradin ran up, having been the last into the fray because of his stubby legs. He halted next to Beren, Calanon, and Aeryn. Needless to say the Dwarf cleric was taken aback when he saw that Beren had saved what looked to be a Dark Elf, and would have had an aneurysm if he knew he'd done it twice! Calanon the Wood Elf was also confused and uneasy about Beren's decision, but he knew he must have had a good reason and would not question his comrade.

Meanwhile, Settione had managed to make it across the river in relative obscurity. Thankfully the mage had been quite busy with her magical attacks and her own defenses to not pay any heed to the diminutive Vrettonian, much to her misfortune when Settione stabbed at her. Had it been a regular blade, it would have harmed but bounced off her wards. However, Valdium was a step above such weapons and it pierced her already weakened shield. However, she had a second, more personal one around her form that protected her vital areas. She cried out from the sharp pain of the small poke he managed. She pointed a finger at him, and if he did not suddenly flow with power that filled her mage senses, she would have ended him with a single word of destruction. As it was, she was blinded and disoriented for but a moment, and with a mysterious crossbow bolt ripping into her side (courtesy of the Skayleigh), she decided she must retreat. Settione would see her grabbing a ring on her slender finger and twisting the gem on it, which suddenly caused her and the Elf battling Argon to disappear in a flash. Even with blood trickling from her belly and her mouth, she smiled wickedly as she faded away... 
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