Helen
*The Silnari bandit ahead attempted to skirt up the tree, yet didn't have time to move her left leg out of the way of Elaith's strike. It looked like the attack was projected to aim just at the ankle, yet the bandit's foot slipped on the bark, causing her leg to slide down. When the strike connected, the battle axe cleaved her leg into two, severing it right below the knee joint. The elf's eyes went white in pain, causing them to completely topple from their stance and clutch their leg on the floor, letting loose wails of pain.*

*From the left, you would be able to hear the sounds of the other bandit scrambling up from the floor. Out of the woods came a crossbow bolt, aimed blindly towards the general direction of the fight. It missed completely, shooting off towards the other side of the growth. One would think that a mage would use magic to fight, but then again, illusions weren't much of a weapon in pure combat.*
``` Bandit 1 is incapacitated! Her left leg (From the knee down) is cut off and bleeding profusely! 
Bandit 2 sends a crossbow bolt your way! It completely misses! ```
David
*Elaith watched as his axe cut through the elf's leg like butter... He was always surprised by his own strength- sometimes it even scared him. That said, if he ended this quickly enough, they might still live with proper attention. Maybe. He deliberately knelt down in front of her with his shield in the case of another bolt headed his way- the aim of the shooter was not exactly perfect- a stray shot could end up finishing the job...*

"If you've any words, say them quickly before I move on. A name after- and should you die- I will pass it to them." *He offered, contemplating his next action.*

*Grunting, Elaith readied his shield again and left the screaming elf to her own fate. There was a more important matter to be dealt with first; Punishment. Moving forwards with his shield out front, he kept a watchful eye for any sort of movement that might be an enemy as he pushed forwards and breached the tree line.*

``` Action(s) done
Attack: N/A
Defend: 17
Tempo:
Focus: 4/4 ```
Helen
*The Silnari was beginning to get used to the pain of her bleeding injury, so her screams became increasingly faint. It reached a point to where she stopped yelling, but seethed on the floor, quivering. As Elaith approached, she gave him a glare. To the Silnarian bandit, it was a sight to behold watching the towering figure use their shield to cover her against her own colleague's crossbow fire. She first mistook the gesture as Elaith moving in to finish her off, but soon found herself protected by him instead. It was puzzling, to say the least, yet she resolved through the mixture of fear and confusion to say one final thing before passing out in shock:*

"I've no words... For a brute like you. Yet I do for my beloved: Lena, I am... Sorry."

*And with that, she ceased movement. She was still alive, though; just unconscious.*

*Elaith, advancing slowly, would be able to make out the bare movements of an enemy just past the growth ahead of him. The movement was about 8 tiles away, at the very least; he would be able to hear the sound of a crossbow bolt cocking back, and another bolt flying his direction. Again, it misses.*
``` Bandit 1 passes out. Bandit 2 fires another crossbow bolt towards Elaith. It misses entirely, even worse than the last time.```
David
*Clicking his tongue under his breath, Elaith gathered the bolt thrower was a bit to far to make in one stride. Putting his shield down to swing his arms while he ran- the great thumps of his armored boots echoed through the tree as he dashed forwards, hoping to catch the ranged attacker off guard with his speed. Like a bronze, rampaging bull he charged forwards, branches smashing and twigs crunching as his massive body lurched ahead.*

``` Action(s) done
Attack: (None, Dash 8 tiles directly to enemy.) 
Defend: 18 Defense
Tempo:
Focus: 4/4```
Helen
*As he ran straight through the clearing, Elaith would be able to see his attacker in full clarity. Though he was about 5 more tiles away than expected, he was a small macen man with a ratlike face. He was dressed in a drab, gray robe, patched together very poorly. He quivered at the sight of Elaith, pointing his crossbow at the man. The good thing was, he had a clear target now; in a last ditch effort to save himself, he fired another bolt at Elaith. It missed again, though.*
``` Bandit 2 appears - he is 5 tiles away from Elaith. He fires another bolt at him, yet misses point-blank.```
David
*Grumbling something under his breath about bandits not being what they used to be- Elaith raised his shield again, moving forwards as only he could in a menacing march, axe raised above his head- and then brought it down- roaring in anguish at the unfortunate soul directly before him.* 

"WHY WOULD YOU MAKE ME DO THIS?!" *He shouted, beginning to slightly quake with rage. A loved one lost, perhaps a father or brother... But this bandit had taken so much... If only there was a way to make things right, make everyone happy and in good soul again. However, Elaith was not so naive.*

``` Action(s) done
Attack: 20 to hit, 10 damage
Defend: 30 defense. 
Tempo:
Focus: 4/4```