James
*Zed himself would be able to give one of the cultists a third eye, this would panic the cultists who would all duck, evading the throwing knifes. Charles would take advantage that the cultists would've ducked and sliced the cultist who was practically defenseless, cutting through his back, what a brutal person Charles is.*

*The cultists now out of their surprised stun would now start to counter attack desperately. 4 of the cultists would each cast fog seed all over the area, making it impossible to see through deep fog. Then whip seeds would be casted, 1 at the border and who knows how many inside the fog. It's clear that this maneuver isn't to hurt anyone, just to make them doubtful of coming inside because they would not know where any of the whip seeds are and they cannot see anything.*
Harold
*Well, at least he got one. Charles seemingly took care of another. He can take all he blows while he and Juna do their thing. His two clones ready the rest of their nine knives, prepared to strike at anyone they see, but they remain patient. Zed draws back his bow, and scans the area using his peripheral vision, not only trying to figure out where they are, but also extra places he can jump to. Don't fire just yet.*
Melissa
*Juna lowers her bow as the fog began to cloud the area. She could probably try pinpointing their locations, but even then she debated on whether or not to. Jace grew anxious down below, no longer able to see the area around him. He stood up, readying himself for something to come out of haze to attack him. Juna sat where she was, awaiting a sign of the cult members attacking. She figured Zed would remain safe in the tree he had chosen to set himself up in, but that would leave Leo by himself in the midst of it all with a bunch of cultists. It sounded worst that way, when Juna thought that in her head, but seeing as none of them really attacked yet, she couldn't imagine Leo being in any real danger.*
Goldie
*Leo paused as the remaining cultists began bombing the area with a thick fog. The first few had been taken care of. Now he needed needed to deal with the bothersome fog. So, the vampiric knight fell back to the perimeters of the seed's effective range and began to circle round, hoping to spot and nab any who were running the opposite way from Zed and Juna. Still yet he had shut off his emotion. Do it for the money.. That's all it is. Just like those he had to kill before. Just recently, he had asked someone why they were willing to kidnap children, and the response? Money is money. Seems he was coming closer an closer to being just like that mercenary he killed.*
James
*The fog would be too deep for Zed to pierce with his eyesight or otherwise. Juna would hear footsteps within the fog but it only gave their location with a margin of error of 3ft. Charles would run into a whip vine which whips him, perhaps he can evade or have enough armor that the spell would real no damage. The cultists are seeming to be running away, which no doubt be annoying for the people who really wanted money from this quest, if they run away the party gets nothing for their efforts. The party has to find a way to keep them in the area.*
Harold
*Well, footsteps. Good. Means their scared. However, he doesn't want them running. The summons prepare their knives but move so that they and Zed form a triangle around the fog, ready to fling their knives at anyone who tries to escape. He would simply wait for the fog to die down.*
Melissa
*Her ears perked up, hearing the footsteps. The people were running away as they probably should be in her mind. The sound of it reminded her of a pack of wild animals after being scared and forced to run about an area in their attempt to get away from their impending doom. Down below, Jace would let out a bark with every sound he heard near him. The jackal was used to barking at wild animals as a way of herding them in a certain direction, but now that he couldn't really see anything, the Jackal was more so giving them a warning to stay back. Juna looked down in his direction, concern growing for the Canifor as she worried over her Jackal being caught up in the chaos below. She couldn't really protect him from her position unless she threw down a temporary barrier, so for now Juna could only trust that the Jackal would be okay until the fog cleared.*
Goldie
*Charles would last second react to the vine, not yet catching sight of it until he was right there by it. Instinct drew his sword to reach outward, hoping it's wrap around that as a distraction for him to run by and yank it back away afterward. It wouldn't be a hard task, seeing as how he bolstered incredible strength, and the sword was a shredder. Running further out of the cloud, he burst out and began scanning the outside for anything. Immediately, he noticed two of the trio that was Zed, setting a perimeter around the fog until it died down. Smart. With that perimeter set, Charles would simply stand back and watch, as he couldn't do much without being able to see his targets. How annoying.* 
`"I'd like to assume these two are you best friends?"` *He'd exclaim towards Zed. He still knew next to nothing of the man. Maybe figuring out how he talked and thought would make for better 'knowing' him as he wanted to know he and Juna.*
James
*A group of 3 cultists would be running in the direction of one of Zeds clones, that clone would throw a dagger as per Zeds plan at one of the cultists. However one of the cultists knows how to protect, they hold out their hand in front of the person people attacked and a viney ward would appear infront of them blocking the knife. They would keep running. The other 3 cultists would stay in the fog, casting more whip seeds to hopefully trap anyone who tries to attack them.*
*Viney ward is a flavoured glass ward and has no mechanical differences
Harold
"Ah, yes. Say hello to Cain and Brak."

*Spotting the three cultists approaching one of his clones, Zed takes aim and fires his bow at the protector mage. The clone would have 7 knives left, and he would toss three of them at the mages in one throw, the blades aimed at their necks, and throw another 3 using the other hand. One knife left, the clone would ready a sickle in his right hand.*
Melissa
*Juna would listen out to hear Zed and Leo's conversation. Was now really the time to be talking? The cultists were seemingly getting away and as money-driven as the other two were, it would have made more sense for them to focus on the mission at hand. Though of course then there was just Juna, who hadn't yet contributed and part of her wasn't sure if she wanted to. Taking other people's lives wasn't worth a handful of gold, especially if they couldn't even do much to fight back. The others seemed concerned enough with taking out each of the cultists without hesitation, but Juna found herself focusing more on making sure her Jackal was safe. It didn't matter to her if she didn't help with a mission, so long as Jace didn't get hurt in the process.*
Goldie
*Seemed one group made it out and began to run for it. Immediately, the young man bolted after the trio. One of his clones sent a barrage of throwing knives at the protector, so Charles would cut them off at the front. Flanking the group's left, or right, whichever he was closer to, he ensure if they tried to get away he'd be alongside them. Shield at the ready and sword humming and covered in shreds of green and red, Leo dashed their way in hopes of cutting their front off and allowing Zed a chance to nab the protector*