Caelan only lowered his ice shield once the arrows stopped flying, but it seemed work was far from over. There was a slight lull in battle as the explosions rocked the bridge, making him cringe and cover his ears from the loud sounds that resulted from it all. After they had stopped did he finally survey the area around them, and he was relieved to see the Templars in disarray. So the bombs had done the trick, they could feasibly get out of here now. However they still had some length of bridge to cross, and not all of the enemy were done in by the explosions. Indeed a few archers remained, and troops had managed to get on their side of the bridge by sheer luck alone. With everyone collecting themselves and getting together again the mage hurried himself along, going to join Demoko as he was asked. For whatever reason he was being told to cover their retreat, a feat that he did not hold much hope for himself in accomplishing. Now wasn't the time to doubt himself or question his skills, he had to have faith in himself. Of course this was easier said than done with a good many armed men baring down on them. Nayrin took the incentive to initiate an attack, and he watched as the Sheikah vanished. She must be distracting the enemy as they were soon looking among themselves and swiping at the air in hopes of striking down their invisible foe. Taking the moment to attack he drew a fair good amount of water from his pouch again, and with a throwing motion soaked a good bit of the bridge in water. Extending his arms straight out and flattening his hands he then closed them into fists, causing the water to instantly freeze. Making his arms rise then spires of ice shot up from the ground, impaling a few of the soldiers whose reaction times couldn't possibly save them. Throwing a look over his shoulder at the gradually retreating cart he turned back just in time to see a halberd coming down at him. In a panicked move he threw more water, using the force of it to throw himself away while getting a small slice on his forearm in the escape. With swiping motion he smacked the Templar in the side with a torrent, sending him toppling over the side of the bridge in one fell swoop. Slowly he was working his way back, backpedaling and just trying to keep their attackers from catching up, also hoping that Nayrin would show herself so he could comfortably attack.