John
First horace forgot we were doing the quest, now he forgot discord exists

~~f in chat for communist~~

*The sound of heavy, metal armor clanking away from his position told Horace that the boss was leaving him be. Though this probably meant he was going after the other two... Horace hoped they could, at least, hold off the boss until Mai and him came back. Though he didn't know if that would be anytime soon, seeing how he didn't know where Mai disappeared off too. Last he saw, she was leading that one swordsmen away. The elf hoped she was okay, but he'd have to trust in her abilities-... Wait, what the hell was that scream?!* 

*Horace would feel panic storming his head while he pulled another arrow from his quiver. His heart would sink at the thought of losing someone again... The elf would then shake his head, attempting to remove the thoughts. The anxiety would drag him down in the situation, but he had too move. Finally, Horace would dash out from behind the tree towards where he heard the scream. Once he got in between the two smaller trees, he'd stop. Knocking the arrow into his bow, pulling the string and aiming, he'd release the arrow at the swordsmen. The shot would be unfocused, as Horace was in a hurry. He only needed to hit and stall the swordsmen for a moment to get him away from the downed Mai.*
Pablo
*The lead sling would successfully strike the summon in the head, causing it to stumble backward due to the heavy blow. It wasn't out of commission, but it was dazed, and would take a direct hit from the fireball, though its armor would protect it. It would ready itself for another attack, and step forward while swinging vertically. Meanwhile, the leader would be moving towards Amsu, now having him in his sights.*

"A kemonomimi. Sneaky, but it looks like this is the end."

*The man instead wouldn't try to attack with the sword, but his palm would glow red as it was aimed towards the fallen assassin.*

"Your life ends here. It will burn by the flame!"

*A cone of flames bursts from the man's palm as soon as Mai throws the knife, both attacks reaching their targets at the same time. The swordsman would find a knife in his face, and would presumably be dead. Horace's arrow didn't do much. Mai, on the other hand, would find herself engulfed in the massive blaze, creating massive burns throughout her whole body. She wasn't dead, but she wouldn't be moving whatsoever.*
```Mai gets 5 severe burns!
Swordsman is dead!```
John
~~at least Mai can cosplay as gender bent Harvey Dent now~~
Darrell
As the flames reached Mai and caused the burns through her body, she would scream in pain once more and try to move her body. That's why she hated fire. She already knew the feeling of getting burnt since she was still young. She didn't want to feel it again. All Mai could do now was stay there and hold her tears until that pain got away. She closed her eyes and dropped her clothes, if there was one still, to the ground.

*'You're so dumb, Mai...'*

She looked like for the first time she gave up, but she didn't yet. At least, she was worried about dying for the first time. Mai didn't even care if the cultist was dead or not, she didn't want to waste her time thinking about it when she was near death on the ground. Mai was almost passing out because of the pain and the bleeeding from the first wound she got. But, before closing her eyes and passing out, she would look at the elf's direction and see a blur image of him in the distance.
Frank
*( shit this one hit hard )*
Lucille
*Ohshi-*
Hearing Mai's screams from the other side of the clearing he continued his run once more towards the left of the page. 
"I'll get her!"
He called out as he ran, cramming his sling into his pants so he could draw his sword. Preparing incase he would need to fight someome off of her.