James
*The clone wouldn't have the dexterity to throw 3 daggers at once, no matter if he was holding 1 in one and 2 in the other or any other combination. At best the clone could only throw 2, he would throw one at the guardian and a different cultist. The fog would be four 6ft radius fog clouds and Zed could not see through the fog in order to use his bow to shoot the guardian. The guardian would hold up their arm in order to block the thrown knife with his flesh and the other cultist would swiftly evade, they keep running. Charles would be caught in another whip vine which attempts to make an attack against him, it seems that the cultists inside the fog would be casting a bunch of whip seeds in order to trap people, neat.*

*((How do you solve this?*

*Zed actually is really smart and knows how to find the enemy, classic for an assassin. Instead of not knowing what to do he shoots his arrow into the fog. It passes through the fog and stabs straight through the guardians chest as the cultist wasn't wearing particularly impressive armor, killing him outright.*
Harold
*Boom. Math skills. Anyway, the lead target was down. Zed would hop through the trees until he would be able to see the clone engaged in combat, nocking an arrow. If he spots the cultist, he pulls back his bow and fires. His current clone would then toss the knife in it's hand at the moving target, and chase after it.*
Melissa
*Juna stood up on the branch she had been sitting on, looking out towards the fog. Her bow remained lower, but she found herself trying to scope out any potential danger for Jackal down below. Jace hadn't moved from his spot, looking up the tree towards his owner expectantly. Juna could only see so much through the thick cloud of fog, so she decided to heighten her senses temporarily to at least allow her to have an idea of where everyone was at.*

```Predatorial Senses: 5 Mana used, 95 remaining```

*She would draw back the string of her bow and with a heavy sigh, took aim at whoever she found nearest to her. If she were able to pinpoint someone close by, she would shoot off an arrow to the least lethal part of their body. The canifor didn't want to kill the cultist members so much as disarm them, so her Jackal wouldn't be at risk in their chaotic escape.*