Jeanette
*The reptilian lady mechanically closed an eye as the monster collapsed on her. She didn't move before she felt a warm, thick liquid pouring down her horns and dripping on her face and fiery hair. She rose her sight and gazed upon the beast which just impaled itself on her dangerous tools. Shuvah seemingly made the right decision by trusting her own brawn.*
*A shiver crossed her spine. She just slaughtered an apex predator like a heartless brayer would've killed a weaker enemy. For a moment, it reminded her of her own monstrosity and strength, and reminded her why people were afraid of her.*
*A tear leaked from her crimson eyes as she pulled out her horns from the mortally injured foe, and the two fighters collapsed on the bloodstained grass: one from death, the other from sorrow.*
`"I... I-I... I'm... Fine, Avash'gar..."` *She faintly stammered, her voice flickering like a leaf.* `"The owlbear'ss... Dead..."`
*She really wasn't proud of herself at this moment, and that was all she was capable of replying to her partner. She then wiped out her bloody cheeks and turned toward the vampire, and quickly realized truth: the battle wasn't finished. She still had to protect him. She would've had time to cry afterward, but their lives still were at stake right now.*
*Realizing her mistake, she would've stood up again and would've run toward the archer as he would've now been defenseless from the other opponent.*
`"Oh Godss Avash'gar! CAREFUL!!!"` *She would've screamed, frightened.*
*She knew the summon wasn't strong enough to completely stop the owlbear, as she experienced it right before. Whenever she would've arrived near her partner, Shuvah would've become unconsciously driven by her maternal instincts, fueled by her will and her desire to protect others, resulting in the awakening of a new magical potential inside her female warrior body: Hestia's Bastion. But it would've probably been too late, as the owlbear was already charging.*

Mana Pool: 10/40 [-20]```
Steven
*The owlbear would crash into the spell, being stopped suddenly by Shuvah's newfound power. It would shriek in confusion, then attempt to swipe at Shuvah. It still has an arrow in its forehead.*
Dewey
`"Thank you, Shuvah"` *He whispered.. Even if she couldn't hear him in the heat of the moment, she had allowed him to set up a follow to her lead.*
*His grin came to fruition, a gentle smile now gracing his features. How amazing.. What loyalty could be found in companionship. How much joy could be found in knowing someone had your back? To an extent, Avash'gar felt a shred of guilt, knowing damn well that he wouldn't be able to show that kind of loyalty and mean it. But now was not the time to think of such benefits. Quickly, he dropped the bow and rushed the owlbear, muttering softly in preparation. As instructed, he told his knight one firm instruction: Strike the head with his war hammer should it get close enough. The factors added up, and it made for an opportunity that the mage would otherwise consider a chance. And so, in unison the following would likely happen.* 
*As the owlbear crashed into the spell and stopped completely, down came the head of a 60cm war hammer onto the top of the skull from a two handed slam downward. Avash'gar slipped the rondel dagger from his summon's belt, and rounded his way to the side of Shuvah, who would become a target from the owlbear with it's own swing but leave him an opening. At the same time his knight slammed the hammer down, the vampire would empower his next strike, a glowing blue enveloping the dagger and upward he stabbed from a low lunge. If everything worked, the dagger would pierce the neck and follow through to slice into the throat. Surely a fatal blow should he land it.*

```Empowered Strike used: 5 Mana
20 (+10 Mana regained)/40
Mana Pool 30/40```
Jeanette
*The scaly lady opened her eyes again after the collision. What happened? She looked confused, glancing at the aura covering her wings. 'What the...' She thought. She didn't remember to possess that kind of power. Her body wanted to stretch, but it seemed unable to move. Did she get paralyzed?*
*Whatever happened, the hunter was alive, and that's what mattered most. As the latter escaped her protection and got back to fight, Shuvah would've helplessly gazed at him in a slight panic as she walked at a drastically low pace.*
`"I-I can't... Move... Be careful Avash'gar! I don't really know what happened, but I'm like... Nearly paralizzed!"` *She yelled, seemingly not aware of her new power.*
*She really hoped that his tactics would've saved him this time, as no motherly wyvern was gonna protect him from the predator this time.*
*During this turn, her action would've consisted in trying to move all she could at a 4,5mph speed, since her awakened power, Hestia's Bastion, would prevent her from moving much.*


Mana Pool: 15/40 [-20] (+5 regained)```
Steven
*The owl bear would let out a gurgly shriek as the dagger stabbed into its neck, killing it. It then collapsed to the ground, dead. Free food.*
Dewey
*Avash'gar paused for a moment, hands and forearms covered in the warm, rich blood of his now slain prey. The scent stung his nose, but he was able to fend off any urges before they came. First, the hesitation came as he checked to ensure the whole fight was over. Then came the hard and heavy breaths as his body language indicated that he was indeed 'done with the deed', huffs of air forcing themselves in and out of his lungs. The big boys had been taken down, and this young mage would be able to start salvaging the hide and claws. He was luckily rather skilled in taxidermy and skinning, so the process didn't take too terribly long.. Quickly, he rolled their hides with the heads still intact and slice the meat into a number of cuts based on which part of the body it was. Once all was said and done, and maybe he'd have the young dragoness watching over his shoulder the whole time, he'd drop the rondel dagger and nod to his summon before the knight dispersed in a wind of fluorescent blue.*
`"An excellent job you did out there."` *He exclaimed as he wiped his bloody hands along his trousers and Prepare to carry back the hides to his wagon. The meat was slung together from a make-shift support of twigs, vines and shrubbery slung over his shoulder, and another was crafted for his current companion which he'd have handed to her assuming all this took a moderately fast time to do. The entire time, he was somewhat silent. Likely because he was focused on saving them some time and getting back to camp, due to it likely becoming Night as they knew it.* 
`"Had you not saved me, I could be a shred of meat and bone by now~"` *He praised in a teasing voice in hopes of raising her spirit. She had a right to be prideful, hustling with two apex predators and coming out on top. As for the vampire, he was unsurprised. Her physical strength matched with his capability to survive made for a deadly duo assuming they played the cards as they did. Perhaps this would be a memory he'd enjoy*