[h3][color=7bcdc8]Roxas[/color][/h3]
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[quote]When Roxas stood there unmoving, one of the soldiers threw another rope over the branches and fitted another noose on the dead elf's neck. His partner behind him held the other end and yanked the rope, jerking the corpse and causing blood and brain matter to splatter about as the corpse hoisted upward.

The elven civilian tied to the tree was still alive, weeping in pain. Her executioner had left her for now, to look for another toy to play with.[/quote]

Her bow came up easily, arrow notched and ready to fire at the phantom if it even [i]attempted[/i] to approach her. Her eyes only widening at the sight of the dead elf swinging from the tree. She wasn't about to me added to the tree; she would rather kill herself with her own dagger. She even tried to step back, but whatever or whoever was behind her, prevented her from fleeing.


[quote][color=39b54a]"Tch."[/color] The orc growled, looking around if anyone too was also caught in this. He could simply side-step the elf and continued moving towards the light, but what is to happen to them if he just ignored them. One was clearly ensnared by the phantom, many more could have as well. But how could he get them to break off? His quick-thinking, pressured by the current situation, fired off one solution.

[color=39b54a]"Heads down, fall in."[/color] Tillius gave as short and concise of an instruction as possible for Roxas and anyone in view. He squeezed past the elf and stepped in front of her, hoping to cover her vision of the five butcher-soldiers, his shield raised above his face, hoping to cover even the vision of the people behind him who might be tempted to have a staredown with the abyss.[/quote]


The poor woman heard Tilli's voice and seemed to watch him come into view, but it didn't stop her from keeping her bow notched and pulled. Her arm trembled lightly as she stood there. Her eyes were still wide as she stared forward, looking at the shield and orc in her way, but not actually seeing him. Softly mumbled words escaped her as she trembled in spot, arms straining to keep the bow and arrow up and ready to fire.

[color=7bcdc8]"I can't.. I can't.. I'd rather kill myself.. Stay away.."[/color] Her breath had picked up after her words, likely an indication she was about to have a panic attack. In her panic, her hand let the arrow loose. Thankfully, with Tilli in the way, it seemed to just hit the shield, but being so close.. It bounced back; embedding itself in her arm.

A soft yell startled her out of her stupor, bow clattering to the ground as her hand moved to the arrow in her arm, which she looked to. Breath heavy as she looked around and up at Tili. She'd been entranced and thrown into a panic by the phantoms; but the pain pulled her out of it. [color=7bcdc8]"Apologies, Tilli.."[/color] She held a small face of pain, quickly breaking the arrow so it was shorter and then picking up her bow.

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