John
*Upon hearing the cultist's call out for the group, the elf would face palm. "Fuck.". Horace would take a position behind a tree, hiding as the others did the same. God, the plan went to shit in a matter of a couple seconds... So much for that. The elf would look around, seeing his comrades take action. At least they were competent, or seemed to be.*

*Finally being the last to act, the elf would remain in his spot behind the tree. Drawing his bow out from under his cloak with his right hand while the left would reach to his right side where a small quiver could be seen, if only slightly. He would draw an arrow from it, silently knocking it into his bow. Pulling back the bow's string and aiming for the spear men. Specifically his left leg, as if both Mai and him were successful, they might be able to immobilize him before the true fight began.*
Pablo
*The spearman's unprotected legs would prove to be easy targets, both knife and arrow sinking into his thighs, and sinks to his knees. A spear throw would prove uneffective. However, the spear is dropped, and his hand glows red. A massive fireball is thrown at the Mai coming out from behind the tree.*

*The leader would see the sling user run out from the tree and immediately get into a fighting position. The lead slug catches the edge of the helmet, not a direct hit, but still powerful. The leader, however, seemed to brush it off like nothing. Creating a rune in his hand, he tosses it down, creating a fiery circle, and a red armored knight would push out of it, wielding a large zweihander.*

*The lead slug would somehow keep moving, and after glancing off the leader's helmet, would sink into the swordsman's shield. Said swordsman and hammer user begin to move forward, the swordsman moving at Mai, and the hammer user moving towards Alder, who doesn't seem to notice Amsu in the tree. Horace seems to be seen though, as he had poked out to fire his bow.*
John
*Amsu stays in the tree while slowly unhooking the metal cane that was attached to his back, underneath his hooded cowl.*
Lucille
Seeing the maceman charging him he continued to run onwards, up towards the bigger tree on the right of the page. Hoping that Amsu in the tree could help with him. There wasn't much he could do against a sheilded opponent, so he just continued to try to stay out of his reach. Loading his sling with a bullet once more he fired it at the boss with a grunt once reaching the . Aiming to knock his head again, hopefully with more sucess this time.
Darrell
Seeing the massive fireball coming towards her, Mai tried to dodge and run away from the trees as far as she could, staying two blocks away to the left from the swordsman. Fighting him would be pretty boring and difficult, since her claws wouldn't work very well against him, who had a shield and a sword. *'Tsk... Damn it.'* Becoming a panther could be a good option, since at least she had more strength and resistance. While she was still thinking about good options and the cons of each, she took another knife from her thigh accessory and threw it towards the swordsman's left leg.

*'Come on Mai, you already faced a guy like that. The only difference is that this one has armor and is not a stupid Oni. Pfft...'* She smirked and stared at the swordsman. The claws of her hands began to extend, those of her feet already extended and protected by her equipment, she moved her fingers a little as if she was stretching them. *'Just try to take that sword from him... There must be some way. If not, it looks like the kitten will have to show up again.'* She thought.
John
*The elf would grin slightly as he saw the spearmen drop to his knees. Both shots were successful, which was a little amazing. Though his grin would soon disappear as the man's hand grew red and a fireball was shot at Mai. Fire magic, the elf had almost forgotten they could use that after seeing their heavily armored state. Horace trusted that she could successfully dodge it. Though his attention would soon be drawn by a fiery red circle, seemingly created by the boss. The new opponent that would arise from the circle would make Horace's stomach drop. He wasn't expecting something like that, and now the odds were almost in the opponents favor. 5 vs 4, if you counted the downed man who could still shoot fire.*

*Horace would draw another arrow from his quiver while looking around. He expected some sort of attack, weather it be a spell of a sword, but nothing seemed to come. Perfect for him, as he could support his comrades without worrying about himself. The elf would knock the arrow into his bow, proceeding to draw the string. He would once again aim, though at the swordsmen who was charging Mai. He'd aim for the chest, mainly the center where the heart rested. The elf didn't really expect the arrow to do much damage, perhaps distracting the swordsmen so Mai could make something happen.*
Pablo
*Amsu would remain hidden from sight, and his summon would continue to be summoned without interruption. Good.*

*Mai's dagger and Horace's arrow would both clash against the shield, both rendered harmless and now sticking out of the shield. The swordsman would continue to charge at Mai.*

"For the flame!"

 *Slings would prove to be inaccurate, especially when moving. The lead slug flies into a nearby tree, lodging itself in the wood. Meanwhile, the leader's hand glows bright red, and a stream of fire is launched, creating a wall of flames. He would speak up, his voice harsh and blunt.*

"You are fools to cross us. The flame burns all."

*The spearman would launch another Flaming Bale at Horace, this time, at the west side of the tree. The large summon with the zweihander was also seemingly closing in.*

*With Alder, the hammerman would simply run towards him, unsure of where he was, until he saw the glow of fire.*
John
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