[center][h3]Tybalt Argyris[/h3][/center]

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The sound of the Wyvern falling from the sky caught Tybalt’s attention, but the sound of his trainee comrade being crushed caused him to jump slightly.  Up until this point, he had waived off the idea that the training would be lethal, nobody would haphazardly kill their own recruits to prove a point, right?

Wrong.

Their thief had died, he brought down one of the wyverns, but had perished in the struggle leaving the mage in momentary shock.  His tried to form words for a second, but nothing came out.  He snapped back out of his shock to the sound of  Hiro shouting to make a break for the fort and beginning to run off ahead.

[color=f7976a][b]“Sir Hiro!  Wait!  Don’t split off!”[/b][/color]  He shouted, only to be a half-step too late.  [b][color=f7976a]“They’ll pick you off!”[/color][/b]  

Tybalt hated being right, seeing two Pegasus Knights drop out of the sky to try and take the young archer down.  Hiro only had time for one hastily fired shot, which caused one of the pegasus to veer off course.  The other one continued its course, the attack unavoidable for Hiro.

Luckily, Tybalt was more than ready to fight back, his original panic turned to focus and determination.  Nobody else would die today.  He charged forward, his arm glowing in magical power with increasing intensity with each passing step, his cloak flowing behind him as he ran to get within range, hoping the lance fighter was at his side to prevent a counter attack.  He ignored the Pegasus that veered off course, concentrating only on the one descending on Hiro.  He had only an instant to get the shot in before the lance struck the archer.  

[b][color=f7976a]“DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH HIM!”[/color][/b]  He shouted, jutting his arm forward to release a cone of wind, a tornado of wind crescents imbued by green magic.  The Pegasus Knight noticed the attack a half-second too late, trying to ascend and avoid the blow only to be caught up in it.  The tornado slammed into the beast and its rider, causing the both of them to be launched backward, away from Hiro, before bouncing off of a nearby tree and thundering into the ground, kicking up dirt and rock as they landed.  As Tybalt continued to jog toward the archer, he took note of his defeated for.

He could see they were still moving, causing Tybalt to breath a sigh of relief.  His foes were still alive, thank the gods, but they would not be getting up any time soon.

[b][color=f7976a]“Are you alright?” [/color][/b] Tybalt asked Hiro, placing a hand on his shoulder. [b][color=f7976a]“These knights are trying to split us off, like I said before.  If we split up, we’ll end up like the Fox Spirit.  We have to stick together, alright?”[/color][/b]