"Absolute fool you are, Erestel!" Sari's fine garments were sent fluttering wildly as the hand fell right down, bowing air and dirt into every direction, at least, he had not actually done what she had first imagined, it would have been rather unsightly to release it against an opponent he was not actually losing to.
The silver knight was facing more enemies than the grasping knight, but they were also weaker than Aramap, not to say that they were not problematic, the warking's guard were all experienced, rugged combatants who had probably seen more war than peace in their lifetime, although she may outclass them in might, even one of them would find the way to be a nuisance to deal with, so a dozen working together was akin to hitting a fly out of the air by spitting on it while blindfolded.
