Julie
*As Almann pulled the dagger out his neck he would feel blood pour start to spill like a fountain from the injury, His heart would be bumping hard to keep the blood flowing throughout the body, but it would only help spread the poison already in the bloodstream. Well, at least Almann would start to feel sensation return to one of his legs but the poison near his gut and neck would start to take hold and he would start to feel himself losing consciousness. However, his rage would allow him to push forward for one last ditch effort to stab the elf's thigh, causing the eared elf to howl in pain, before bringing him in and slashing the dagger across his eyes. Almann would then let go as he left himself losing conscious but would be able to find comfort in seeing the elf falling backwards holding his eyes cursing with his face twisted in agony* 

"-my fucking eyes! Fuck! My eyes are the best in the group and you fucking slice them! I'm going to gouge your eyes out you bastard! I don't care if it lowers your value!"

*The scholarly elf would attempt to calm down the eared elf* "Calm down, once I get enough mana I can heal them. Don't try to move around too much, you will lose more blood. Here are the chains. Try your best to wrap them around the macen. Knowing you and how many times we've done this, you don't need to be able to see to do it. I will do my best to protect you in the meanwhile."

*The eared elf would snarl, but would listen to his comrade and take the chins and wrap them around Almann's arms* "A fucking Croc and a macen did this to us... We must be going to soft on them, giving them ideas that they can fight back. From now on from every slave we capture, we are taking one of their eyes, you understand?! Gotta put them in their place"

*Shifting over to Idrid, for some reason he seemed to forget but bolts had a pouch attached. As the bolt would hit his chest it would only dent his armor, but the bigger concern is the blast of dust that would come from it and wash over him. He would be hit with a strong sense of nausea and dizziness once more, making it difficult to run forward and coordinate his body. The leaner elf would smirk and let loose another pouch filled bolt at Idrid's center of mass*
William
*Well. Idrid forgot about the stupid pouches. However, he does know that this is the last one. He crouched down and angles his shield above his head so that in covers the entirety of his body and the powder settles on the shield*

```5 mana regained, 50/80 mana remaining```
Julie
*Idrid would deflect the bolt upward and it would explode with a majority of the dust settling on the shield but some still falls through onto him, albeit doesn't do much as he was already pretty dizzy and nauseated. The lean elf will click his tongue, but looking over at the situation with Almaan he would smirk once more and yell out*

"Looks like we got your buddy! Soon we'll all be focused on you! So you can either make this hard for yourself or easy! If you give up, I can ensure that no further harm will come to you and you will be sold to a good master! Hell we may even take you for ourselves as the leader needs a new horse to ride on and you're pretty fast." *He would taunt while reloading 2 crossbows, albeit with no more pouches*
Marcus
"You have no idea how many times I was chained, elf. Every time they have been broken. Just like you will be."
William
*He rises back up to his feet, still crouching, his shield covering the majority of his body. His mace was held behind him, and he would slowly advance as he didn't want the nausea to kick in too much*
Julie
*Idrid would advance slowly but the lean elf would only be increasing the distance between the two of you. With both crossbows ready, he fires one one for your eye and the other for your leg and yells out to his team mates*

"Need your help guys. My bolts are barely hurting him, and the moment the dust wears off he will be on my ass!"

*The other two elves would've finished fully chaining up Almann and have tossed him into their caravan into a cage. The scholar would yell back*

"I almost have enough mana to heal Ajax's eyes! He will help you then! I'll start riding the caravan away after that! Worst case we leave the croc behind, we got the macen at least!" 

*The eared elf would be seen spitting at Almaan's face, not wanting to make any further comment about the scenario, but is visibly upset at the prospect of not catching both of them*
William
*Idrid hunches down, covering both his head and feet with the shield, clanging against the dark metal. He starts to advance more quickly towards the caravan*
```5 mana regained, 55/80 remaining```
Julie
*The bolts would dent Idrid's shield but would otherwise fall to the ground as he slowly started to crawl toward the caravan, still dizzy and nauseated by the dust that hit him full blast*

*At this point though the scholarly elf touches the eared elf's eyes and casts his healing magic. The eared elf smiles, now being able to see Almann's pathetic unconscious body with his face covered in spit.*

"Glad this was the first thing I was able to see. Anyway, you start getting the caravan moving. Us two will deal with the croc" *The eared elf would say smugly before leaping off the cart and start running toward the side of Idrid motioning for the the leaner elf to flank and take the other side. The lean elf would nod and follow the instructions and send a crossbow bolt for Idrid's left side while the eared elf would send two arrows for Idrid's right side*

"How long can you endure our barrage your stupid croc!"
William
*The bolt would clang off the shield once again, and the arrows would bounce off his armor. Despite his dizziness, he continued forward, getting slightly faster as the dust wore off in the slightest*
Marcus
"You underestimate my resilience"
Julie
*The bolt would make another dent in his shield and the arrows would ping off Idrid's armor. Both of them would click their tongues but continue their assault. The leaner elf would send a bolt aiming for Idrid's head from the front while the eared elf would send an arrow toward the back of his neck and pull back his bow and let loose something that was a bit too hard for Idrid to follow where it was aiming. However he would finally feel his dizziness and nausea wearing off and at the same time Almaan would start to wake up as the poison that his neck would wear off and not numb his brain any longer. Almann would feel his face being sticky and wet and that his arms, neck and legs were chained up with him being in a cage. He would turn to his side and see the scholarly elf setting up the horses for the caravan and was almost set to start moving*
William
*After the arrows clang against his armor, he feels movement come back. He starts to grow yet again, moving his shield in front of him to block the bolt while the arrows clanged off of his back. He then charges the elf with the crossbow*

```Enlarge cast, 35 mana spent, 5 regained, 25/80 remaining```
Thi
_Almann's face is wet and sticky. Blood? Probably, who knows. He can still feel his right and left arms. His legs hurt like hell. His stomach hurt like hell. Looks like he didn't bleed to death._

_Could he dislocate his shoulder? He'd have to pull. Hard. Seems like the chains are tight enough..._

_He bites down on his tunic, and yanks his body upwards in a sudden motion, tugging his neck to the left. If he was lucky, albeit painful, it would dislocate his right shoulder and he'd have some wiggle room..._

```Current mana: 15.5```