What was going on behind him was not the most pressing concern, at least not initially. Glancing back after the man he felled slumped into the bloodied soil with a twitch, he could hear the shouting growing more hurried and reckless. The savage had thrown himself into a swing that bit deep into one of the thoughtless zealots, followed by a twisted jab from the young priest who then wisely bolted as yet another enemy fell. Still shuffling along at a hastened pace, the man's voice rose much like the hair on the back of his neck.

"Don't waste your time with them, [i]leave[/i]!"

Whatever had possessed them to delay was now more than quickly catching to them and he knew it more than most. The game was up, the surprise was over. Anything done now other than withdrawing was an absolute waste of energy. If the slaves failed in their escape, so be it. They had done all they could for them after all; if their will to survive and evade capture was so meek and meager, natural selection would thin out the worst of them. If the fire did not devour most of the cult's camp, so be it, but at least it cost them some of their luxuries and would damage their morale. If killing one of their lesser leaders did not make some of the aspirants think twice who they were crossing with, then that would be how it was, and Brannor would take due pleasure in freeing the darkness from their stained blacken souls with another purging swing. Bit by bit would he tear the evil from the cult, even if it meant he left nothing of them in the end, mercy being entirely optional. After all, the fading light of hope, that flame in the hearts of others, was dwindling elsewhere faster and faster the stronger and more coherent this enemy was allowed to become.

But first they would need to escape and their dallying was putting that at risk. Their break across the grassland and out the shoddy ramparts would just be the start of it and there would be far more to come. So he carried on in his spellbound shroud, leaving bits of fading stardust and pale light from him as he continued on his way. If need be he would fight, but first he needed to break from the enemy and get them somewhere safe enough to actually fight; here at the doorstep to their camp was not that place.

[hider=Effects]
Brannor will take the Dash action and move his maximum movement forward, bounding likely ahead of the majority. If for some reason an enemy manages to provoke an opportunity attack from him, he will act on it. His intent is for them to break combat.[/hider]

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