They were making an steady advance. Through the forest, trying to confuse their pursuers and Hyakuya smartly using the advantage his wings gave him.
If he made enough of a distraction for the Falcon Knight, the others might just reach the ruins unscathed, so Hirotsuka thought.
They still dominated the skies, though, and the Fox Spirit thief would soon learn this first hand.
Itazu decided to steer away from the main group and go his separate way in the forest, perhaps a single thief would be harder to notice, even more so if he's got fox ears to help him mesh with the forest around him.
Sadly for him, a wyvern rider already had his eye on him.
As the thief ran through the trees and bushes, confident of the fact that he was being stealthy, the wyvern rider followed after him, axe in hand.
Perhaps it was because he was running, or because he was too focused trying to be as stealthy as possible, but the thief did not seem to notice the flapping of the giagantic wings of the wyvern until it was too late.
In one swift move, the wyvern rider dove down towards the Itazu and spread both of its gigantic claws, before trapping him in a deadly clutch.
"Let me go!" The Fox Spirit shouted after the wyvern took off into the skies yet again.
With a smug smile in his face, the Wyvern Rider gave his victory for granted. He did not take into account, however, the fact that Itazu's slim arms would be able to slip out of the wyvern's grasp.
Itazu took his sword and stabbed the wyvern's eye, blinding it, upsetting it and, eventually, making all three of them hit the ground with a loud thud.
Not before a loud *crack* was heard and Itazu's hand fell to the side after being brutally crushed by the wyvern's claws.
"There goes one of them, huh?" Hirotsuka thought to herself.
The knight recruits were good, if caught off guard due to the sudden Risen attack. Not that Illian could blame them, of course.
The melee fighters had been reduced to only three, and there was the Sorcerer and Bow man still standing.
Illian did not expect, though, for Lord Maximillian to be as rash as that.
He slipped past the melee fighters, not before stabbing one of the mercenaries right through its stomach, and struck the Archer directly on its face, throwing it against the wall before it disappeared into the ether.
Afterwards, he turned for the Sorcerer, but the Sorcerer was certainly faster than him at this point.
He lifted his right hand while he held a dark tome on his left hand. It could not talk, but its grunts clearly indicated that it was readying itself to cast its magic.
When Maximillian turned to confront it as well, he had already casted his magic.
Two strokes of black energy fell upon the man's body. Obviously surprised, the noble took a step back, but the Sorcerer expected this to happen. Yet two other strokes of black energy appeared in the same spot Maximillian had stumbled back to.
Illian was surprised that the Sorcerer still had such a tactical mind on it. She also felt a looming scolding and lecture from Lord Straizo afterwards, for having kind of killed his cousin, even if they did not spend as much time together.
The Royal Vanguard fell to his knees. It was at this point that Victor too hurried forward to help him, thoughtlessly, of course.
He approached Maximillian and readied his staff to heal him. However, the Axe Fighter Mikhail had ignored approached him from behind.
A quick but heavy strike to Victor's skull with the blunt side of its axe was all it took for Victor to fall unconscious.
Afterwards, the Risen brought his axe back up and stabbed Victor right through his chest, now that he had become unable to move, it was an easy kill.
Two knights down and four still remaining. Illian bit her thumb nail again. Were they all going to die just like that? Or were the four remaining knights be able to pass her test?
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