It was only then did Ambra see that arrow that was sticking out of Zaino's shoulder. It seemed like he was ignoring it or simply dealing with the pain that it caused. Either way, they would have to have it out soon. It could get infected. B-but now wasn't the time. The enemy was seemingly overwhelming them and she couldn't be thinking of wounds. Ambra peered up at him, allowing a small smile to come across her features. "Witch? I'm no witch. And that isn't my arrow. My arrows have feathers at the end." she replied smoothly, nocking another arrow and letting it fly. The target was a swordsman that knocked it out of the air with his sword. Damn.
She disliked fleet footed soldiers. They moved too much for a clean hit. Which meant that she would have to waste more arrows in the long run. Ambra sent another arrow flying at the warrior. It ripped through the flesh of his lower back and sunk deep into his meat, making him scream and falter in the battle he was in. The person that he was fighting with delivered a clean blow to his neck with a blade. She turned toward Zaino and hissed. "It's like they have no end. We must have killed thirty by now-"
Something crashed into her side, a metal tip biting through her clothes and chewing through her side. The sword did not cut deep enough to puncture a vital organ, but it hurt like hell. Ambra shrieked in pain as she was thrown to the ground with her assailant, who pinned her to the floor. It was a woman, with long black hair and a menacing smirk. "Look what we have here! An archer bitch." she raised her sword and aimed to bring it down on her throat, but Ambra had easily placed a knee between her and the attacker. Kicking her off, Ambra struggled to string an arrow, but the woman was on her again. The blade flashed in the air as it came toward her. She dodged the blow, stepping around the woman. The bandit snarled loudly in frustration as she spun around to face her again, but it was too late. She was greeted with an arrow in her face. She collapsed to the ground, and Ambra watched as blood pooled around her head.
She coughed and wiped her mouth as she returned to Zaino. He was a strong warrior and he seemed like he could defend her. If not, she could go to Kalar. He seemed like a good fighter as well... "So much blood..." she winced as she remembered her wound, and grabbed it with her hand. "It's dizzying..."
Lumara had been grinning back at Logan when he suddenly fell off the wyvern. At first, she pointed and laughed until she realized that he was in trouble. That fall had to hurt... She looked back at where the fireball came from and saw a mage cresting a dune. Her eyes narrowed as she tightened her hold on the axe. She would bury him here. She was sure of it. Growling a command to Caius, she sent him at the mage. Her axe's edge gleamed in the light as she held it high over her head. This one was going down.
The axe was flung through the air and decided to land right between the mage's eyes. He fell to the floor, and Lumara retrieved her weapon. She loved how this thing was so useful... She could fight with it up close or from afar. The blood dripped to the floor as she slipped it back onto her belt. Where's Logan? she turned toward where he fell and saw him there. Fuck.
Flying over to him was no big deal. She got there in a few moments and found herself climbing off her wyvern. Why did she care? She didn't know. Maybe it was because he was the only one to speak to her properly? "Hey." she said as she tried to kick him in the face. "Get up."
She disliked fleet footed soldiers. They moved too much for a clean hit. Which meant that she would have to waste more arrows in the long run. Ambra sent another arrow flying at the warrior. It ripped through the flesh of his lower back and sunk deep into his meat, making him scream and falter in the battle he was in. The person that he was fighting with delivered a clean blow to his neck with a blade. She turned toward Zaino and hissed. "It's like they have no end. We must have killed thirty by now-"
Something crashed into her side, a metal tip biting through her clothes and chewing through her side. The sword did not cut deep enough to puncture a vital organ, but it hurt like hell. Ambra shrieked in pain as she was thrown to the ground with her assailant, who pinned her to the floor. It was a woman, with long black hair and a menacing smirk. "Look what we have here! An archer bitch." she raised her sword and aimed to bring it down on her throat, but Ambra had easily placed a knee between her and the attacker. Kicking her off, Ambra struggled to string an arrow, but the woman was on her again. The blade flashed in the air as it came toward her. She dodged the blow, stepping around the woman. The bandit snarled loudly in frustration as she spun around to face her again, but it was too late. She was greeted with an arrow in her face. She collapsed to the ground, and Ambra watched as blood pooled around her head.
She coughed and wiped her mouth as she returned to Zaino. He was a strong warrior and he seemed like he could defend her. If not, she could go to Kalar. He seemed like a good fighter as well... "So much blood..." she winced as she remembered her wound, and grabbed it with her hand. "It's dizzying..."
Lumara had been grinning back at Logan when he suddenly fell off the wyvern. At first, she pointed and laughed until she realized that he was in trouble. That fall had to hurt... She looked back at where the fireball came from and saw a mage cresting a dune. Her eyes narrowed as she tightened her hold on the axe. She would bury him here. She was sure of it. Growling a command to Caius, she sent him at the mage. Her axe's edge gleamed in the light as she held it high over her head. This one was going down.
The axe was flung through the air and decided to land right between the mage's eyes. He fell to the floor, and Lumara retrieved her weapon. She loved how this thing was so useful... She could fight with it up close or from afar. The blood dripped to the floor as she slipped it back onto her belt. Where's Logan? she turned toward where he fell and saw him there. Fuck.
Flying over to him was no big deal. She got there in a few moments and found herself climbing off her wyvern. Why did she care? She didn't know. Maybe it was because he was the only one to speak to her properly? "Hey." she said as she tried to kick him in the face. "Get up."