There was an ugly thud as Ondrea hit the ground flat, unmoving, most likely unconscious. That didn’t seem to register to Marco as he raised his left arm one more time. The Master of Arms, seemingly realizing it was over, dashed between them. Gilda saw the the mage saying something to him, probably telling Marco that it was over. The human just looked at the mage and for one wild moment Gilda thought he was going to ignore the the griffin, maybe attack him too. However, Marco just nodded, his legs giving way as he collapsed on his rear, breathing raggedly. 