"Take one of them out first! They need to have all three present to do their swooping attack!" Vinnat ducked as the wasp attempted to bowl him over. He rose up, driving a black blade upwards and breaking a couple of legs. Green fluid splattered the ground as the two groups of combatants retreated temporally before launching themselves at each other.<br/><br/>After evading yet another strike, Vinnat noticed that his side was moist with red. In his confidence of a newfound ally, increased numbers, he altered his methods and now, he was wounded in the side. "Bloody hell." He let loose a volley of arrows, before using the bow as an improvised weapon and catching an insect with the whip of the flexible metal.