Nahi did her best to fend off the black clad fighters, using her water as a whip to send them flying or freeze them in place, her hand moving like a gentle snake as the water went off and did her bidding.  There were just too many of them, twenty, maybe thirty.  She couldn't take them all on by herself.  She didn't know if the villagers could fight, but she could sure use the help about now.  Some had run off and she just prayed that they were going to get help rather than hide.