Fer’s eyes became slits as he contained his urge to just dive straight for the cocky bandit leader and pummel her with his shield or even his bare hands.  However, he noticed that his legendary weapon holder counterpart was more damaged than at first the shield thought.  He was trying to formulate a plan when like a literal guardian angel, Auriel came into the fray.  He magnificent spear like a ray of light and when she spread her wings to their full span, the wing tips almost touching the ceiling of the cave, the young man could not help but produce a reverent wow.

Years of battlefield experience allowed him to break away from the magnificent display that to him was as close to divinity as he would probably ever get.  He took the opportune distraction to make his way towards Cole.  He positioned himself between his wounded friend and the blade of the deadly ex gladiator.  With his right hand, he searched inside one of the pouches on his belt and produced a small vial.  The vial was basic with a cork stopper.  The young man bit off the stopper and spat it on the ground.

He never took his eyes off the two females as he lifted the vial to Cole’s lips. [color=0054a6] “Here you go buddy.  Drink up. I am not sure what exactly this healing potion will do but the name hopefully is more than just a selling ploy.” [/color] The brightly colored liquid poured out of vial.  

As the liquid travelled into his friend, Fer turned and called out to their lovely warrior maiden. [color=0054a6] “Giver her hell Auriel.  Show her that she aint the only bad ass chick around.”[/color]  He hoped the jeer would make Rayla lose her cool and give Auriel an edge.