Tal smashed the hilt of his axe into the remaining stone figure so it tumbled to the floor before bringing his axe down onto it. It crumbled into smaller stones and the Qunari sighed with relief. He brought a finger back up to wipe some of the blood that had dripped down his face from his wound. It was making him go lightheaded, but he knew the fight wasn't over yet.<br/><br/>Ester opened her eyes at the sound of fighting in front of her, relieved that Mesaraih had interrupted the three that were headed her way. She could feel herself becoming weaker, she didn't have much mana to pull from anymore and she wouldn't be able hold the blizzard for much longer. "Come on, hurry." She whispered, struggling to keep going. When Mesaraih was winded, she instinctively moved to go check on him - an instinct she'd never really had before. The blizzard began to fade and she stopped in her tracks, trying to focus on the spell again. But it was no use. She had nothing left to pull from, and the snow storm gradually dulled until there was nothing left.<br/><br/>The rock figures began to speed up until they were moving at full pace again. They approached Mesaraih, both lifting their arms ready to swing before the Qunari came charging in, pushing the one closest to him into the other one and away from the human. Tal kept pushing so they all slammed into one of the pillars in the thaig. The rock behind was crushed into pieces, leaving the last enemy to the warrior who swung his axe to take it out quickly. When it was dead he put his back to the pillar, sliding down until he was sat on the ground and closed his eyes. Exhausted from the fight.<br/><br/>The elf had ran over to Mesaraih when Tal had pushed the enemies away from him, placing a hand on his back. "Are you okay? Just breathe." She mumbled to him. She was still casting the icy mist on his chest, which had prevented her from holding the blizzard for any longer.