The ruffians were shocked by the resistance encountered.  They were used to much easier prey.  It was clear several of them, the real players, were reconsidering their strategies.  One took a step back and began to shift to a crossbow.

"What are you all waiting for!" Toryn hollored loudly, shoving Pyre to the ground roughly and casually stepping over her like she was trash, "Kill the bloody wench!"

The warrior brigand hefted his large axe and waded forwards.  He wasn't particularly eager to match weapons with Jono.  They were likely too evenly matched but he needed to appear eager.  After all, he needed some of the others to take a few hits and use up Jono's stamina bar.

Meanwhile, several of the rogues around Maisy began poking downwards at her prone form with their weapons.  There was a good chance they might accidentally skewer their own companion but concern for the well being of their "friends" didn't seem to be their strong suit.