Cindy
"Well, that didn't take long." He thought to himself. He hadn't been in the gorge for more than a half hour before he sensed them. He had been walking right down the middle of the path, but now he stopped. He closed his eyes and inhaled a long slow breath through his nose. On the second pull of air he had identified 6 separate targets. 

That put a smile on his face. At least it wasn't just a couple. He might actually break a bit of a sweat with this.
He chuckled as he realized where he was. Yes, this was a pretty good ambush point. Up ahead there was a section that may have been a slide area at one point. All that was left was some large boulders to hide behind. Yes, this would be quite lovely. 

He shifted and leapt up the rocky hillside, getting above his new toys. He worked his north along the wall until he spotted them. "Oh, so you thought archers would help you" He chuckled to himself. He watched motionless for a while from his perch, finding the other men's location. Once he knew where the other 4 were, he leaped into action. Literally. He jumped off the ledge and pounced on the first of the archers, knocking the wind out of the man. He immediately lunged at the second man who was just turning to see what that thud was. The beast sunk his claws into the mans shoulders and with a twist of his head, he bit through the man's throat. 

He pushed off the second archer, sending the dying man down to the 4 below them. With a twist of his body he landed next to the first archer, who was trying to catch his breath and nock an arrow.

From below

The shouts of the footment could be heard as their associate's body hit the ground. 

The beast wasted no time, slashing out with claw filled paw that took the sight from the gasping man. The beast shifted again and this time drew his daggers. The man finally got enough air to scream as the beast plunged a dagger into each thigh and split them open to the knees. He withdrew the blades from the man and with a purr said, "Don't worry, I'll be back for you in a bit."

And with that, he stood up to meet the men frantically trying to get up to the archers position...
Kristie
There were some dark looks between the four remaining thugs as they struggled to race uphill toward their screaming archer companion. Carson was steadily losing the faith of what was left of his little company, and at two of his men were on the verge of mutiny if not outright murder— should any of them happen to live through this unfortunate encounter tonight.

"On the right, right!" The boss instructed those two in a hushed command accompanied with a wave of his arm in the darkness that they probably could not even see. "And you, with me," He added to Raphe, the biggest of the group and his most loyal member of the squad. It hadn't needed to be said of course; Carson never went anywhere without Raphe, *Especially* Into a fight.

All four had their weapons in hand, nicked but standard issue short swords from Anduillan that all could have used time with a whetstone and oil, but they knew how to use them. 

They just needed a target.
Cindy
They had split up. They had actually split up. They were basically giving themselves to him. They might have been a bother if they had formed up and worked together. But two pairs? Honestly? It was like getting and unbirthday present! And, now he knew for sure who the leader was. This was delightful. Oh, and the fool had a body guard. A big guy whom he trusted to keep him from actually having to get his hands dirty! Well, the big guy would be the second to last to die. Obviously the leader would be the very last. He would get to see all his plans fall apart in front of him. And then he'd witness his last hope fail. The desperation would be delicious. 

He circled toward his left to deal with the lesser men first. The element of surprise was something he often employed, and this engagement would not be an exception. Human's had terrible night vision, and a sudden light would throw them all off kilter for a moment or two. He closed his eyes tight as he summoned a flash of fire. Opening his eyes he saw that the desired affect had been achieved. His next victims had lifted their arms involuntarily to shield their eyes. He drew his sword , took it in both hands and slashed downward at one of the men's hip. The blade found the bone and the man pitched to his side. Right into his companion, who slashed out wildly... Only to hit his partner across the chest.

Incomel darted away as the leader and his companion were getting a bit to close. He circled around to where the injured archer was laying. He wasn't screaming anymore, mostly just making a ragged moaning. The man had lost a lot of blood with that leg injury. Incomel shifted back to his human form, picked up the dying man's bow and nocked an arrow. Then he kicked the man in the wounded leg. 
The archer let out a howl that cut off as he passed out.
It was loud enough to have the desired affect. The 3 men, now sticking together, started in his direction.