[center][h1][color=00aeef]Chres Sansus[/color][/h1][/center]

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Chres nodded while cursing under his breath. Senses, this was his fault wasn't it. Had he been too hasty dashing in like that? He had always been someone who protected. Infiltration had never been were his strengths lay. 

"Arrows men! Fire on the intruders!" He heard a man shout from down the corridor, in the direction they were heading. 

Chres jumped ahead of the group. His arm raised. Heat stores at the ready. The archers leashed there arrows upon the group, or more particularly towards Chres, since he was at the head. The moment before they landed, however, Chres Shaped a heat construct in the form of a towering shield. 

The arrows bounce harmlessly off Chres's shield, and not a moment later, the heat construct vanished. Its remaining energy reabsorbed into Chres's heat stores. 

"We need Numbing Ivy!" One of the men shouted as the archers cursed and fumbled to knock in another arrow.

Chres glanced at the others and shrugged. [color=00aeef]"I suppose you all will have my back then?"[/color] He asked, ready to charge forward.