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[color=ed145b][b]Skarsneek of the Red Hills[/b][/color]

That went better than expected as Skarsneek rolled back to his feet, in sync with Gringor as the two looked at where that crazy woman had fallen.

Hearing his wife called out to him, he turned his head and waved to them despite their situation. After all, it raised his morale in that regard.

[color=ed145b]“Atsuha, Hinami, we’re going to capture the prisoners back. Otherwise, they’ll flank and hit us from the back.” [/color]He quickly turned to the priority target, this area fighting was dying down so they need to put out the other fires.

[color=ed145b]“Lug head, deal with those catapults. Not too hard for you to get, yeah?”[/color] He rapped Gringor by the arms with his club, drawing an annoyed grunt

[color=f7941d]“Bah, don’t let those prisoner escape. They're ours.”[/color] Gringor swiped at Skarsneek horns even as he turned around, loose a flick of his wrist towards a Varjan straggler and knock them flat before continuing onwards.

He turned towards the sisters and nodded. [color=ed145b]“Alright let’s go. Honey, you’re going to restrain them with your webs and charms, me and Hinami will pin them down.”[/color]

With that said, the trio quickly went to the scene. Just in time as well, with Takeshi himself and Io already holding them off.

Spotting the two Varjan Elites, Takeshi and that enemy mage further back, a plan leaped to his mind swiftly.

[color=ed145b]“Hinami, like what we plan. Help Takeshi pin them down.”[/color] Skarsneek gestured to the two halberd wielders before grinning to Atsuha. “And restrain them.”

[color=ed145b]“I’ll keep that fancy armor mage busy.”[/color] He said, already recognizing the insignia and emblems. Just like before, one of those warrior mages. It won’t be easy.

[color=ed145b]“Alright, let’s go!”[/color] Once he had the two drilled in the plan, Skarsneek took a deep breath and moved. His footstep turned silent as he snuck to the sides, using the buildings and shadows to keep himself hidden.

Fingers darted around to a broken stick and pocketed a stone.

A few feet away now, Skarsneek tossed the stick upwards to distract the mage's eyesight go upwards.

Twisting and turning, he tossed a stone directly toward the helmet from a low to high angle. 

All of that, to set up for a thrust, not to the mage but the arms to distract the shot.

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[color=f7941d][b]Gringor of the Ironhide Tribe[/b][/color]

Grunting as he continued his path, noting the catapult's arc before making a beeline towards it.

Charging onwards like a bull, his eyes easily helped him navigate the dark alongside the strong scent of fire, oil, stone, and humans.

From far, he was rapidly approaching as the guards failed to notice him alongside the engineers preoccupied working the machine for the next shot.

Without a single word, he reached the line and slammed his axe towards the nearest people near the catapults, cut through them and their spirit energy. His feet skidded to halt his momentum before he turned toward the other engineers, arms moving like a piston. Axe blurring, giving him a bit more time to cut down more before the guards can notice him.