Luna fought like a woman possessed.  As the fighting continued, she seemed to care less and less for her personal safety as she retaliated from where she was cut and bruised, ending with a lopped off head and sheathing her sword.  After the men were all dead, she sheathed her sword.  "... Good.  Now, come this way, you four."  Her concentration on her spell faltered, and the barrier dissipated.  That's about what one would expect from her wounds.  The stab on her shoulder stung the more she came to realize she had be stabbed at all.  A glow appeared at her hand as she went to infuse some healing energies to it... Before the bandits started to run.  "Bastards."  She muttered as the bandits turned tail and ran.  "This wasn't the deal."  So the energy in her hand turned into a javelin that she aimed at the nearest bandit that ran.

That is, before the Queen told her to leave them be.  A small frown crossed Lady Lightsword's face as she comprehended the order and the javelin disappeared.  She turned to her Queen with no attempted to conceal her dissatisfaction with the order, though she made no attempt to show she would disobey.  "With all due respect, Your Majesty, if we let them go as such, they'll target small villages or lonesome travelers an--"  Luna cut herself off and bit her tongue.  She grabbed the unconscious bandit by the collar and drug him behind her.  She gave a slight bow to the Queen before she spoke, more politely this time.  "Understood, My Queen.  I shall report in an hour."  With that, she dragged the man to some of the guards that were by the gate before leaning against the wall and healing her wounds a bit.  "I always get too riled up in situations like that..."