Ester wanted to deal with the Darkspawn that were following behind them before they tried to escape. The more they eliminated now, the less there'd be later. She began to freeze the ones that came too close, kicking them over once they were a block of ice. She managed to dodge most of their swings, trying to get the unfrozen enemies to shatter the ones that had turned to ice.<br/><br/>It wasn't until she thought they were all gone that she felt a sharp pain in her back. A sword slashed across her shoulder blades and caused her to stumble forward and onto the ground beside some of the Darkspawn corpses. She let out a scream, rolling over onto her back to kick the enemy away. When it faltered back, she froze it like the others.<br/><br/>The pain was almost unbearable. That's what she got for wearing nothing more than robes. Her hands were still tied, meaning getting up was going to be a hassle. She bent her knees and rolled over so she was in a kneeling position. Her vision grew blurry as she noticed more of the horde breaking through her ice wall. There was no time to keep fighting, the trio had to escape. Now.<br/><br/>She jumped up as best as she could, swaying a bit as she attempted to steady her balance. She began to walk backwards, towards the horse and carriage. Whilst she did she used the rest of her mana placing fire glyphs on the ground. As soon as the Darkspawn broke through her ice wall and stood on one of her glyphs, they'd burst into flames just like before.<br/><br/>With that, the elf turned around and ran for the carriage, using her still restricted hands as best she could to climb up onto the carriage.<br/><br/>"Let's get out of here." She said to the others, scrunching up her face at the pain from her wounds.