Rala ducked behind a house when she saw the arrows flying toward her. Peering out from the burning cottage she searched the forest line for her enemy. She could see movement, but the shadowy figures seemed to blend in with the woodlands, and the blazing fires made the air hazy enough to bend their shapes into disproportionate forms. As she continued to scan the streets for stragglers, she caught a glimpse of Flicker running full force towards the archers, arrows flying past him as he rushed to the aid of a fallen citizen. 

Rala quickly followed suit, feeling her feet go before she realized. She wasn't about to let him die like the stranger, presumably, had. Flicker proved to be faster than she expected though, and as she saw another barrage of arrows coming her way, Rala ducked towards cover once more. Landing by another burning house, she felt a pang of heat from her backside. Turning, the rogue noticed her cape has caught ablaze.
[color=RosyBrown]"Flicker you fool, get out of there before you get hurt! This is no time to be the hero!"[/color] She called out as she patted the flame out with her boot.