Amidst the goblins' hasty retreat, Steppe Archer felt that this was a good sign that they had the upper hand here. After all, Big Red took 3 down on his own, and even the Druid Girl was able to kill one in melee combat. While the Druid Girl was upset, and their lizard companion had taken a few arrows, they all seemed to be relatively intact and well. The thought of the arrows being poisoned hadn't crossed the girl's mind...a downside of her hunter's mentality. She assumed that one wouldn't poison something they were killing with a projectile...but it made perfect sense if you wanted to just kill an intruder.

At the question of her health, Steppe Archer beamed proudly in the dim light, proclaiming: [color=CC6633][b]"I'm fine. I'd be ashamed if I was taken down by one goblin, of all things,"[/b][/color] she said, dusting herself off just a bit. She was surprised that the Druid Girl seemed capable of handling her goblin without much issue. Her father had told her once that the magi could not be trusted when magic faltered, and might was needed...but, it seemed that he was wrong. Despite the blood and odor Steppe Archer would keep smiling even as Big Red got lectured for his macabre defense that he seemed intent on keeping up, grabbing two goblins to use as shields. It was slightly humorous seeing the pale green forms dangling. Minus the whole blood spilt and nose severed. 

Following behind the Lizard Fighter, Steppe Archer said: [color=CC6633][b]"Tread carefully. I bet they have some sort of traps deeper in."[/b][/color]