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[@PigeonOfAstora][@ERode][@Raineh Daze][@Richard Horthy]
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[color=598527]"That really seems like a lot of fire!"[/color] Cecil shouted, seeing Kat's incantation as completely, and utterly, reckless! Was she trying to burn their comrades, too? Of course, perhaps she had little to talk about in such a regard, recounting a few times she had, on occasion, perhaps got some in collateral damage with her own spells. Thankfully, though, it seemed like the griffin was of the same mind - avoiding the blast of fire and subsequently taking its passengers with it.

[color=598527]"Jeez, alright whatever."[/color] Well, then...just one more thing to do here. Since normal arrows did nothing against it, there was just one more thing she had to do here. She could have let the others deal with it, sure. Serenity likely had it covered, the flashing steel of her blade in the embers of fire shone brightly as it aimed for the beasts underside as it leapt towards Lein. And if she was going to be attacking it from below, Cecil would attack it from above, since it had given up the advantage of aerial flight.

She sprinted towards the beast, knocking an arrow.

[color=598527]"Shael...!"[/color]

A fierce upwards gale sprouted beneath her feet as she'd leap several feet into the air, wind coalescing on the arrow as she'd twist her body, aiming her weapon towards the beast.

[color=598527]"Gale Peirce!"[/color] The arrow was released, the twang of the bow lost in the currents of air as the arrow ripped through the air, its wind blessed speed aimed right for the Gryphons skull. Hopefully it would be enough to pierce whatever defenses it had.

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[@Raineh Daze]


The axe found a target.

Not its intended one, but it found one all the same.

Steel cleaved right through flesh and bone, the bandit that had attempted to flank the paladin soon taking a good look at his own body as his head was removed from his shoulders. As for the one wielding the axe? He'd find his body failing him, blood seeping from his wound until he'd collapse onto the ground, just as dead as the other bandits that were falling under Tyaethe's merciless blade. More bandits were trying to quell this threat, but their numbers were quickly dwindling, either from the vampire herself or from the rest of the Iron roses stalwart assault.

The remaining ones, were perhaps, starting to hesitate as well as the innocent laugh broke through the din of battle.

The knife was yanked from the spearman, he'd clutch his side, grimacing under the stinging pain of the blow as he'd pull it free from his side, tossing it back towards the ground. He was down, not out, as he'd redouble his assault on the Paladin, initially going for a low strike towards one of Tyaethe's legs, but at the last second swerving the weapon upwards in an attempted feint.

Others seeing the opportunity made another attempt, one using a shield to charge towards the paladin, in an attempt to either knock her off her feet or otherwise disorient her.