A sudden wall of force struck the fox as he tried to attack the old wizard, sending him flying across the great hall, crashing in one of the turned over seats and bumping his head against the ground. For a moment Kaito felt dizzy, as if the world was spinning around him. Nauseous from the blow he tried to pick himself up from the ground only to feel a sudden sharp pain in his shoulder. Looking at it the kitsune noticed something was stuck right in there. A sharp metal bolt that was shot by one of the crossbowmen. This was certainly turning out to be a bad day. Bleeding from the back of his head and with a crossbowbolt stuck in his shoulder Kaito stood up again, sheeted his sword and sighed. [color=#93FFFF]”Pfff, That is why I hate wizards, they are such a pain in the ass. Guess I’ll go bloody murder him and his cronies now.[/color] Spoke the fox rather agitated. As Kaito pulled out the crossbow bolt from his shoulder he retreated into the fake wall. The fox was pretty sure those mildly annoying henchmen could not see through the fake wall but that stupid ass wizard most definitely could see through his illusions, something that infuriated the kitsune. But as long as those henchmen were around getting close to the old fart would be difficult. He needed a plan and for the moment he assessed the situation. There was the annoying wizard, a whole bunch of crossbowmen, the big dude hugging the dead guy, a really long wooden table, lots of spilled food and chairs all over the place. Cedar's chair was pretty close. That big guy was rather interesting. He was powerful but it was clear from the way he acted and spoke that much of his strength came from the wizard. Another interesting thing about Ragnar was that the only place of his body he had been actively shielding was his eyes. Kaito guessed that if there was any body part of him vulnerable, then it would be his eyes. All the kitsune needed was to keep the crossbowmen just distracted long enough for him to close the distance. Kaito dashed towards Cedar’s chair and hurled it towards the wizard. While the improvised projectile was in mid air it suddenly multiplied into a dozen chairs that all went flying towards the different crossbowmen. As this all happened the Kitsune jumped on the table and dashed towards the hugging Ragnar, stabbing towards his eye.