The blast radius engulfs two riders at the edge of the formation, the explosion tears skin, muscles, and bone, sending the two armored guards down with their skiles, the one that lost its head bleeds profusely.
"You don't understand!"
Daveen is ignored by Fegha, he signals the rest of his knights with a head nod.
The Knights are not as calm as they were before, eyes darting in all directions trying to locate the ranked mage.
They have some serious nerve if they can watch two of their own die like that and still not run away panicked.
"You must leave me Fegha! That was a rank four array and we don't even see the array!"
He scowls while moving the Skile around, unsure of which way to move with an unknown enemy around.
"If you leave me here I will come back, he will ransom me, but none will leave this forest, do not endanger any more of our people!"
