[h2]Ashte[/h2]

The bow, and arrow accompanying it, split apart into a golden mist that vanished as quickly as it had come, the threat no longer present. Or was it that the threat was present everywhere in some form that defied simply being beaten up? A spirit of an entire forest wasn't the sort of enemy you could just fight normally unless it chose to show itself, and they rather lacked the numbers (or perhaps current power) to simply burn the entire place to the ground if it were to start anything.

Slipping around to guard Flora's other flank, Ashte considered their odds if they had to grab the girl and run. Alasayana ought to have no problems making a mad sprint for it in the dark, at least?

"I can't say it's a name I find familiar; wild places were never my forte..."