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[@PaulHaynek],[@Lmpkio],[@Restalaan](DZY)
FF5353

Magnus froze as he moved to rise up, as the situation went from good to bad insanely fast. Only the boss remained, but...he had Haley. Gulping, Magnus slowly dropped his axe to his side and raised his hands over his head. Wondering over and over about what he should do, and how he could save Haley, before Titanica sprung into action, the kaiju woman's swift tail disarming him. It was only then that he noticed Ditzy, who then knocked the brigand to his knees. His eyes focused on Haley as he saw Titanica lunge forward, and, already kneeling, Magnus took a goose step with his right leg, before slamming his hands onto the ground and dashing forward. Rather than try and race the kaiju woman to the brigand, his focus was on making sure that Haley was safe. Using his long, muscular legs, Magnus explosively ran towards the two of them, and wrenched Haley from his grasp, before leaping back a bit to keep her out of harm's way. 

Panting heavily, Magnus was more terrified than tired, nervously sweating as he gently set Haley on her feet behind him. [color=FF5353][b]"Y-You alright?"[/b][/color] he asked, knees trembling as he put his hands atop them. Titanica and Ditzy has the bandit leader covered, thankfully, and disarmed he didn't seem to be a threat. Taking a deep breath, Magnus seemed liable to topple over from a slight breeze from how scared he was, a sight to behold given that he was covered in mud and pheasant blood from his hunting. 

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[@PaulHaynek],[@13org](BST)
A9A9A9

Nephele's breathing was still a bit ragged from the pain racking her body, and as her eyes saw the musketeer erupt from the dispersed fog, she couldn't do more than close her eyes, ears falling flat against her scalp as she heard the gunshot. Disoriented from the smoke, fire, gunshots, and pain, she took a moment to register Talia crying out, and heard the bandits fleeing. Seemed that simply having dragons was enough to strike fear in some. 

However, all wasn't well, given that she was bleeding out, and Talia was in agonizing pain from the bandits' strange weaponry that seemed to launch lumps of steel at people at high speeds. She'd never seen anything like it...and was embarrassed that a guest of the Guild's was injured due to her own inability to interfere. Scrambling to her feet, she clutched a handkerchief over her wound, the pure white cloth quickly becoming bloody red. Going over to Talia, she heard Bast say that they needed to remove the "bullet", and would require a sharp object to do so. Gazing at her good arm, she wondered if she could do it herself, but shook her head. She had no medical experience, and would likely do far more damage than good. As such, she made herself useful and ran to grab a dagger from the Forge, the sharpest one she could before returning to Bast. [color=A9A9A9][b]"Take care of her first. I should be fine to wait, so long as I can staunch the blood."[/b][/color] she said, handing the dagger to him. [color=A9A9A9][b]"...Thank goodness you know what you're doing."[/b][/color] she said, taking a seat in an unoccupied dining chair. Keeping her handkerchief tightly pressed to the wound, she would soon have to replace it with a strip of tablecloth.