[hr][hr][indent]Jorah and Kellen's arrows served to distract--where any of them missed and caused other bandits to flinch, the mark was then met with Euphemia's arrows. The woman didn't know the meaning of 'miss' as each one hit their target. She shot at an impressive speed, though as she heard the roar of the wyvern Michail was wrestling with, she knew exactly where her next one needed to be. She leapt backwards and brandished the bow, light gathering as she drew another arrow from her quiver. 

[color=yellow]"Move!"[/color] She yelled at her brother, though she gave him about two seconds before she fired. The arrow burst forth, covered in brilliant light. Michail hopped backwards from the wyvern, though he was unprepared for the arrow to continue [i]through[/i] the wyvern. Isolde let out a small yelp as she barely dodged the arrow as it pierced through the bandit she was fighting, and it only stopped once it hit the larger bandit's leg.

On seeing the opening, Derec jumped to action without hesitation, lance cleaving cleanly through what was left of the massive man's leg. From the shadows, Lavender emerged, hand on her hilt as she came to a stop in front of the large bandit. With what looked like one slice, her katana sliced through his armor, his helmet, and through one side of his head.

Euphemia's knees buckled, and she slowly sank to the ground, exhausted. Celeste approached her, but she shook her head. [color=yellow]"Auberon--help Auberon,"[/color] She urged her.

Celeste nodded, turning towards the blonde axeman as a sigil of light formed in front of her. Despite the distance, her Physic found its way to him, surrounding him with a dim green light as the white magic attended to any surface-level wounds. At Kellen's words, Lavender took off, intent on providing backup to the rear group. 

Meanwhile, the eyepatched bandit was less than amused at the arrows aimed at him, easily dispatching them. [color=silver]"Come now, no honor among thieves? We're having a grand ol' time over here!"[/color] He barked at Jorah, though he quickly returned his attention to Auberon. [color=silver]"You've got skill. Why waste it for a place that's willing to throw children in front of scary men like me? You're fighting for your life here while they sit back at that school all cushy and unbothered."[/color]

Michail scowled at his words, though he joined Auberon on the front. [color=00aeef]"We came to help the villagers [i]you[/i] have so kindly threatened and you dare insult us?"[/color]

The man's eyebrows shot up. [color=silver]"Villagers? No one told yous that they all evacuated once we started pillaging?"[/color] He outright laughed. [color=silver]"Like a flock of sheep those [b]knights[/b] led them out. We made to make this our new camp, but then a little bird told me the Church was sending people here. Never thought they'd send children."[/color]

[/indent][hr][hr][indent]The rest of the students were hastily ushered forward. Tomai's lightning spell had carved through a majority of the forces, his magic a rather impressive display. He was expending much more magic than he was used to, but it was clear his strikes weren't just attacking, they were also greatly discouraging any foes from approaching. One unfortunate pegasus got caught in a lightning strike and promptly threw off its rider as it flew away. The fiercest lightning was closest, but as they continued, a careful observer would notice the bolts getting weaker.

The green haired professor brought up the rear, making sure Rudolf was able to safely rejoin the group. She nearly jumped, however, as something fell off the building and landed in front of her. To her shock, however, it had been the very same staff they had seen back in Luin. She somehow hadn't realized Rudolf must've taken care of the head mage. But if so, that meant there was another mage casting the fog around them. She sighed in disappointment, but didn't linger, instead scooping up the staff and catching up to the group with sword in hand.

The distance between the two groups was closing. However, the bigger threat were still the flyers between them. Veronica followed at Kayden's command, but the other pegasus knights knew there was only one arrow flying at a time. Anyone that was too close got an arrow, but they quickly learned where Veronica was and worked to avoid her.

[color=salmon]"They're onto me,"[/color] She grumbled in annoyance as another arrow missed, clearly frustrated. [/indent] [hr][hr]