Cyrus was a little surprised that Wiflor didn't take the steak. And once bedtime rolled around, he was a little hurt when she didn't sleep with him. With a heavy, worried sigh, he returned to his tent for the night. Atticus was on first watch.<br/><br/>Some time during the night, Wiflor might hear footsteps approaching. If she didn't, an arrow would fly out from the darkness of the night and bury itself in Atticus's shoulder. The old wizard let out a pained cry as he fell backward. Should Wiflor detect the presence of the intruders and elect to do something about it, Atticus would remain uninjured. After the initial attack, a large group of men stormed the camp from all sides. Cyrus quickly grabbed his bow and left the tent, letting loose an arrow that he had notched. He managed to strike an attacker right in the eye. They died instantly once the arrow reached their brain.<br/><br/>Atticus, once recovering from the arrow strike or not, depending on if Wiflor stopped the attacker, would mumble a quick incantation and let loose a fireball, creating a fiery explosion that killed three of the men.