Kotagnac heard a combustion of magic behind him. The elf must have finished her spell, as there were no more grunts of effort heard. Then he heard the swift pngg of a crodsbow and the twang of a shortbow as two projectiles were launched at the remaining gaurd. "Thatll be the end of that." He thought. Suddenly a tug at his ankle was felt, and Kotagnac was almost thrown off his feet, his left foot yanked heavily to the side. The pulling of the vine put him into a wide- leg- open stance, left leg slightly ahead of his right, actually putting him in a more stable stance. He stabbed forward with the bottom of his shield, and a overhead with his sword at the same time, although keeping his sword arm close to his body incase he needed to make any quick gaurds.