Lucille
Now able to see the Cultest, whoe seemed to be focused on someone who was not him, he redirected himself to go a little further towards the bottom of the page (one tile). Then from the better angle line up his shot at the back the man's head. Letting out a slight grunt as he hurled his bullet towards him.
John
*Horace would release a sigh of relief as he saw the summon change targets. His arrow seemed to miss, though that was just fine for him since he escaped. The elf would draw another arrow from his quiver. Though that moment of relief he felt after escaping would soon end as the tree he hid behind caught fire. This made Horace jump with fear by the sudden attack, as he began to think of what to do.*
 "Shit! I gotta get out of here!"

*Horace would then begin too move to the left, towards the northern tree. Hiding behind the tree for a moment, he'd prepare himself by knocking his arrow into his bow. Poking himself out and drawing his bow string, he'd aim his bow once more at the downed spear men. His goal was to kill him off for good, his arrow aiming for the head. He'd take a deep breath, hope for the best and release the string, sending his arrow flying through the air.*

*Amsu got back to a standing position rather quickly, realizing that the man was still rather conscious and able. Damn... This man's head must've been really thick, or that helmet must be very high end. Deciding to not linger on those thoughts however, it was time to defend himself. Amsu would assume a wide stance and keep his cane trained on the bandit like you would with a sword... Soon catching a glance of Alder preparing to whip something over at his direction. Putting his hopes on a easy KO with that bullet, Amsu would run at him head on. Maybe this guy would get defensive against Amsu and leave himself wide open for that bullet?*

*As for Amsu's apparition, it would materialize out of the ground and quickly be greeted by something attempting to cleave it in half. With just being born into the world presently, it wasn't really capable of more complicated thought... So it just sprinted straight toward it. Using it's forearms to protect the head, the summon would expend some of Amsu's mana to empower this tackle and possible bash the enemy to the ground.*
`Empowered Strike 5 mana, 2.5 mana regen, 47.5/50 left` ||I think?||
Pablo
*Mai would easily be able to land both attacks the man now on his side, and both legs with knives in them. The swordsman falls down, his shield arm up. He grits his teeth, and tries to push himself to his knees.*

"You resist the flame. That is all I need."

*Stabbing his sword into the ground, his hand would glow bright red, and afterward, a massive cone of flames would burst from his palm towards the assassin.*

*The hammerman would take a diagonal swing at Amsu, quite obvious due to his weapon of choice as well as his head injury. Amsu's metal cane as well as the lead sling would slam into his head, and knock him out cold. It looks like he had planned the attack before Amsu had charged.*

*However, this meant that Amsu left himself open. The hammer would end up slamming into his shoulder, breaking several bones, massive blunt trauma applied to his shoulder.*

*The spearman would find an arrow in his skull, now dead. The leader look at his dead follower, and sighs.*

"Had potential."

*He would begin to walk towards Horace.*

*The apparition's upper arm would be cleaved right through by the powerful zweihander, and force itself halfway through the other. The charging skeleton would then find the crossguard of the blade jammed in it's face, breaking its nose and sending it back.*
```Warhammer cultist is knocked out!
Spearman cultist is dead!
Amsu gets a severe injury on his left shoulder!```