ADRIAL HACKIS
Adrial watched as the tactician was able to cut his foe down as expected from the strategy they agreed upon, however just as Brennan was about to cause the finishing blow, the sound of villagers rung out, causing Brennan to drop his assault and hurry to the location of the scarecrows, which only made Adrial slap his open palm against his own forehead.
"You're forgetting about finishing the screecher you stupid-- Nevermind..."Adrial quickly rushes toward Brennan but not before igniting a ball of magic energy in his hand, quickly approaching the screecher, he shrunk the balls to the size of a pebble and wolfed it into the open maw of the daemon as it made a muffled screech of confused anger. Before it could retaliate however, Adrial ran alongside Brennan and snapped his fingers, and that's when the energy ball fluctuated in size, the magic burned away at the daemons flesh, rending it aflame with magic from the inside out, burning it alive with little more than a click of the Elvinians fingers, as the ball expanded and imploded, obliterating it into nothing but glowing shards of ash.
"Another one bites the dust, as they say..."With that, the two of them are able to set up a pretty well rounded defense of hay bales to protect against the incoming scarecrows, Adrial using his healing powers to cure some of the wounds of the injured villagers, however he closes his eyes, not wanting to see the wounds properly for himself, though this doesn't reduce his healing capabilities.
"I hate battles like these... so pointless... so worthless..."Adrial then cocked his head to Brennan, a frown escaping.
"If you have time to think, you have time to act, finish off those blasted scarecrows, unless they're too tough for you..."Veltis Arundia
Veltis simply watched in wonder as the beast tamer and the templar demolished the remaining enemies and returned to his side, the boost the templar gave him running out, returning the archer to a tired, but no longer bleeding state, his legs wobbling furiously, only for him to place his hands upon both their shoulders to support his weight, which seemed to be heavy, due to his greatbow now being on his back.
"We did it... But I believe that's all my body can take for now... I hate to be a burden my comrades but... Could you help escort me back? I need a longer rest and... Sleep would be... much preferred... You were both amazing out there...!"