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Maeve listened to Sev's words as she watched the grim scene going on in the middle of the square. Indeed it didn't seem a thing common bandits would do. No bandit was foolish enough to keep going after Allard like that... They certainly had a motive for that attack. Just like Sev mentioned, it didn't seem like Kalla had that much wealth to justify such an attack...

[color=6ecff6]"Is it possible that all this has something to do with the kidnappings and their goal is just to get Madam Valia?"[/color] Maeve asked, having difficulties to believe that was the case. Even though Valia was a master dancer... That attack was far too much just for that... Who could be the one responsible that had that many resources to waste on something that seemed to be just a whim...?

Interrupting her thoughts, Maeve watched as Allard headbutted a mage enough to crush his skull. The mage's previous attack, which used a chain to restrain Allard and a magical spear to pierce him, had wounded the innkeeper very badly, even more than he already was previously. Despite his strength and toughness, he didn't seem to be in condition to fight anymore.

[color=6ecff6]"As an Isoli, healing magic is as natural as ice magic to me. That said, I'm not a master at it though..."[/color] Maeve said.

[color=6ecff6]"If you need any help, just call me. I will try to take Allard somewhere safe. He's in no condition to fight anymore."[/color] Maeve said as she began walking towards Allard with her rapier drawn. 

Anyone that tried to approach her was swiftly dealt with a single, fluid movement. Maeve's attacks were precise, graceful and deadly. Even her posture as she walked was elegant. Thanks to Sev's distraction, Maeve there weren't many to try and stop her as most of them were still confused due to Sev's trick with his illusions.

[color=6ecff6]"Allard, can you walk? You're in no condition to fight anymore. I'll take you to the Inn and try to heal some of your wounds. Just stay there and I'll take care of the rest."[/color] Maeve said as she got near the wounded man. Taking a closer look at him, he was indeed in a much worse situation than she thought it was possible. It was a mystery on how he was still breathing and alive.

Unfortunately, the second Sev disappeared with the leader and they finally understood what had happened, all their attention turned to Maeve and Allard, who were still in the middle of the square.

[color=6ecff6]"Stay behind me."[/color] Maeve said in a low tone to Allard as she assumed an elegant fighting posture.

The air around her suddenly started to become incredibly cold as a low, distinctive crackling sound of ice could be heard coming from her blade as it became covered in a thin ice layer. The fresh blood that was near her feet began to freeze, as the cold air around her and her blade was visible, contrasting with the building burning in the background.

[color=6ecff6]"You interrupted my sleep and I'm not in a particularly good mood. Come. The faster we finish this, the better."[/color] Maeve said, looking at the bandits with an expression as cold as her blade.