A second before the ax hit her body, she was covered by a shadow. A man actually.
Larkin dashed to cover her with his own body, taking in the full brunt of the hit. The black mist dulled the ax's glinting blade, but the clash of magic was still powerful even against a body protected by it. The two were thrown away, Larkin opting to roll while diffusing his shadow armor to coat Artie with it as well. Bang! They were stopped by hitting a downed horse, and Larkin only created a hole to see the outside world.
"Your Grace!" Miel could only watch from afar. He could attack again, but his blades couldn't penetrate their skin and clothes. Moreover, he was holding onto a dying Jillian; the pressure of battle might cause her heart to race faster and spread the poison even to the deepest ends of her body.
