Judy
*The treton takes the torch from Terrel's hand, looks at it, then looks back at the mercenary.*

"What the hell am I supposed to do with this?"

*Yakaiyo moves southwest towards the corner, preparing to ambush the elves.*
George
*The monks would display some impressive dexterity as they duck past Terrel's crossbow bolts and rush to the edge of the roof alongside the priest. The monk that was closest would lean over and let loose a bolt of radiant energy at his face and smirk*

"You can only play this game of cat and mouse for so long. If you surrender we can assure you a peaceful rest."

*As he says that Yaikayo would be able to hear the other group of monks and priests coming around the corner with prayer beads ready in hand. Looks like there were more white robed priests than was believed. Things certainly weren't looking good for the two of them*
Christopher
"Use your imagination."*He'd say to Yakaiyo before she would move away to ambush them. Terrel would turn his gaze away from her, soon finding himself staring directly at one of the monks as he had stood over the Elf and shot a blast of energy at his face. Again, with the face. Times like this, Terrel was glad he had the mask on. For a moment, Terrel could feel himself sliding down the surface of the wall as he had to regain his balance, before eventually responding to the sneering Elves.*"You're right. It seems you have us just about cornered."*He'd say, reaching for the hilt of his sword.*

"What say we switch up the roles to make things interesting."*The Elf would pull himself up the wall towards the monk that stood above him, swinging his blade at him with the hope that Yakaiyo would be able to split the others' attention. Taking the opportunity, the Elf would make his way back up onto the roof, standing center to the three monks surrounded him.*"I'll be the cat."*He'd swing his blade towards the monk that had originally attacked him, pivoting around to swing at the priest before soon following up with another swing at the priest as he'd arc the blade around to attack the monk to his left. He'd have to trust the Yakaiyo could take care of the remaining one for the time being. It seems that Terrel may have his hands full for now.*

```HP: 32/53
Focus: 7/8

Movement: Left 1, up 2
Reaction: | 27 | 4 | Sword
Attack 1: | 23 | 13/13 | Sword Sweep
Attack 2: | 14 | 11/13 |Sword Sweep 2```
Judy
*Damn this blasted leg wound! If only she didn't get injured there; then she would be able to strike the priest twice! Now she was forced to put all her weight into one attack, hopefully not missing.*

*The treton climbs back onto the roof and charges the nearest elf, throwing a wild chopping right hand.*

```HP: 32/33 
Focus: 6/6
Tempo: 1/2

Movement: 6
Attack 1: | 21 | 27 | 
Attack 2: | | |```
George
*Terrel's wide swing swing would cut into all three of the monks/priests infront of him. Unfortunately the priest with his higher quality blows did not take as much damage as Terrel might have hoped, but it was nevertheless a nice show of swordsmanship.*

*The monks would cough up blood, grimacing in pain. The priest would tap the one that was most severely injured and heal his wounds, but he would still be bleeding through his deep gash. But even in their pain, they would stand firm and all raise their hands up at Terrel*

"The only role switching that will be happening here is which one of us will end up being dead." 

*The priest would say with a scowl before all 3 of them would let loose a barrage of divine energy at Terrel. Like Yaikayo, he would feel his body burn him with holy energy, and the flurry of blows would overwhelm his eyes, blinding them. Things weren't looking good for him, and things weren't about to get better*

*From around the corner the smaller group of monks and priests would arrive with prayer beads ready in hand. It would take them a moment the assess the situation before realizing the two of you were on the roof still and would hold their hands out ready to blast the two of you once they had a clear shot*

*But at least not everything was for naught, as for Yaikayo side her charging wild chop would connect with the monk's neck, snapping it in half before he could even let out a chant. It was a small victory, but a victory nevertheless.*

```
25 dmg dealt to Terrel
Terrel is blinded
```
Christopher
*Terrel would nearly double over, having to use his sword to help him balance under the weight from the wave of pain washing over him. His eyes squeezed shut, the light growing to be too much to him. At least it was better than trying to force them open again, but now he has to fight blinded and it didn't take a good swordsmen to see the disadvantage. Funny pun there.

At the very least he could hear them surrounding, knowing very well he had wounded the lot of them. However, it didn't seem to be enough to down them completely. He rose his sword, launching himself first at the priest as he would speak to him. Swinging his sword, he'd quickly alternate to the monk to the left before arcing the sword around once more to swing at the priest again. It was hard to tell where he was aiming exactly, having to go based off of memory from where they were and having to make sure he didn't fall off the building in the process. He'd spin around, aiming for the monk to his right before quickly slashing back at the priest once more.*

```HP: 22/53
Focus: 6/8

Movement: N/A

Attack 1: | 10 | 5/5 | Sweep 
Attack 2: | 20 | 7/6 | Sweep```
Judy
*It looks like the elves were using teaming tactics. Completely unfair, especially with the priest. Just like always, they were too afraid to fight one on one. After killing the closest elf, Yakaiyo moves onto the next, following up with a left spear hand once again aimed for the throat, and then targets the priest with a right backhand to the back of the head.*
```HP: 32 / 33
Focus: 6/6
Tempo: 0/2

Movement: 3
Attack 1: 22 | 17 | Cripple | 
Attack 2: 32 | 5 | Cripple |```
George
*The monk that was coughing up blood would tend to himself to stop the bleeding while the priest poured more divine energy to recuperate his strength. They would then turn all their attention toward Terrel and once more release a barrage of holy energy at him in conjunction with the group down below that could see him. Being blind, one could say he was a sitting duckling as he was cooked alive in a radiant energy, blasting him down into the roof. Looks like the priest was right after all*

*Alas, he would not have the last laugh. He would suddenly catch dark movement from the corner of his eye and quickly grabs the monk to save him from Yaikayo's strike*

"Look out Broth-!"

*And unfortunately he would not be able to finish his sentence as Yaikayo delivers a skull crushing blow to the priests head. The monks would stare in horror as Yaikayo's bloody fist while those on the ground would stare up in confusion unaware of what had just happened, but would slowly come to realize and also grow pale but still have a burning hatred in their eyes*

"You shall pay for that demon spawn!"


*And the monks and priests take a readied stance against Yaikayo once more*

```
Terrel is downed
Terrel is hard of breathing
```
Judy
*Yakaiyo saw Terrel get absolutely blasted by the elves from all directions. It was even worse than what she had taken. Ouch. However, after she backhanded the main priest, she would spinning elbow the closest elf in the neck, and then lunge towards the other one on the rooftop.*

*He was casting a spell. The radiant bolt fires away at her, but Yakaiyo slips to the side and ducks. She springs back up and uppercuts the elf right in the chin, causing his head to snap back and sever his spine, and the force of the blow lifts him off the tile, just a bit.*

*Afterwards, she backs off, not wanting to get shot at by the elves on the ground, moving 2 tiles north.*
```HP: 32/33 
Mana: 12/12 
Focus: 6/6
Tempo: 1

Movement: 3
Reaction Attack: 23 | 8
Attack 1: | 23 | 16 | 
Attack 2: | 14 | Miss |```
Christopher
*Terrel would drop to his knees, the pig-like ear flaps along his mask lowering before he'd inevitably collapse under the blasts of energy. He fell face first, his sword clattering against the hard surface of the roof, while it sat in his outstretched arm. The world seem to blur around him for a brief moment in his blindness and the only thing he could do was hear the sound of others dropping around him.*"Yakaiyo..."*He would say in a mild groan under his breath. The Elf could only assume she was still up fighting somewhere, but he couldn't help but silently curse at the fact that the Elves had been lead up here. His opposite hand balled into a tight fist as he counted the time that went by to maintain focus on his surroundings while the Vampiress continued fighting. The pain was hard to bear, but given enough time, he could at the very least find some sense of movement to get away from the current enemies they found themselves up against.*
George
*The elves on the ground would click their tongue in irritation, realizing there was no way for them to get up there and that even if they nothing would stop the vampiress from running across the wall like a cockroach. They would however notice their two knocked out comrades by the horse. The priest would motion to two of the monks and say*

"Brother Yarek, Brother Alen, take those two inside. I shall keep watch from this side along with Brother Taeral. If you find anyone inside tell them to come to our side so we can make sure they don't escape. You two then find the other search party and corner them in the rough once more. They are running on fumes, it won't be long now till they fall..."

*With those orders received, the monks will set out and carry them out. A bit of a stalemate so to speak, but a fragile one that can break at any moment. The air is tense, as the next encounter will surely be the turning point*
Christopher
*Terrel would place a hand on the ground, pressing against it so that he could roll himself over onto his back. He could feel numbness coming from his right arm, making things feel rather fuzzy for him. Terrel would open his eyes, glancing up at the sky above him as he tested his left hand to make sure he wasn't dead just yet. He seemed okay for the most part as far as being alive went, finding himself sitting up with a labored breath from the earlier attacks. Nope, not dead quite yet. The Pig Elf would gaze out towards the scene below him, watching the other Elves drag their fellow comrades into the Monastery with them. He'd push his feet against the roof, slowly moving himself back from the threatening edge of it before finally taking notice of the bodies that surrounded him. It seemed Yakaiyo had managed to finish the job, at the risk of himself anyways.

These Elves were no joke, that was for sure, but Terrel no longer felt the need to be on joking terms with them anymore. He would try to grab his sword, finding his arm unable to move in the attempt and forcibly having to use his other hand instead to sheathe it. Getting up, he would take a moment to test his footing, coming to discover that his legs still worked at least and would soon enough begin making his way back to Yakaiyo.

No words left him as he would near her. Reaching out towards the torch he had given her, he would carefully take it before walking away without a word. He'd head over to the edge of the building where the Elves had originally stood, peering down at the ladder they took to get up before crouching down and holding the flame out to the side of the wooden step. He'd wait for it burn, making his way slowly down the wall to make sure that it the fire would catch the entire ladder before eventually moving the torch away and heading back up. For the time being he'd find himself checking out the surroundings. No other Elves in sight, at least for now.*

```1/53 HP
Focus: 2/8```