Sabine cried out to Lorag when he was struck. She could not hear her own voice over the arcing magic battering Do'rhajul's shield in front of them.

They were pinned in place. They could not afford to remain here. With no other direct orders, Fendros took the initiative and brought up his own ward, casting it broad enough to cover Leaps-On-Elves' front. No one had time to ask what he was doing before he kicked Leaps forward, jumping them out towards where Lorag lay. But just as Fendros braced himself to hold against the collateral power of Arinette's lightning, he found no resistance at all. Instead, in front of his ward, was Sabine. She was braced with her staff held forward, warding what was soon likely to be the full force of Arinette's spell.

She shouted something back at Fendros. He could barely make out any words, but he knew what to do.

"Leaps!" Fendros shouted. "Get Lorag back!"

Leaps was already in the process of biting Lorag's forearm and dragging him back to the pack. The others could heal him.

Fendros ripped an arrow from his quiver, loosed it at Arinette, and saw it obliterated in mid air by the lightning spell. He cursed.

Sabine screamed out. "Why!?! WHY YOU!?!"

They needed a plan, and quickly. Janius was distracted, watching their rear for Daedra running around to flank them, Sabine was not in any position to act beyond defending herself. Fendros cursed again and dismounted to help drag Lorag's enormous armoured form to safety while he tried to think of their rapidly diminishing opportunities.

Meanwhile, Sabine's words crept into Fendros' mind. "Surely not..." he thought out loud.