Shadow Snakes hiding in corners and crevices continued to rain deadly bolts of shadowy magic onto the Brazen Guard collective. Though Tycondrius was fairly certain they would not directly target the members of Guild Letalis, they could still be injured in the chaos.
He stopped near Bannok, waving for Sergeant Salt and the others to go on ahead.
"We're going ahead, Brother-Bannok."
"Don't have to tell me twice, guy." Bannok shouted, lifting up his shield to block a dark, smoky glob of mana, "Why you still standin' around? GO!!!"
Tycon was about to turn to leave when he sensed Hunter Felinus dropping down from a nearby building wall. The elf landed near the two of them, longbow in hand.
"Bannok. Tactician," Felinus nodded.
Bannok half-turned his head, scowling, "Not NOW, Fel! I'm kinda... BUSY!! GRAHH!!"
Two more bolts burst against Bannok's enchanted shield, with Felinus casually swaying his body to the side to dodge a third.
