As Haley fell unconscious, Micah was immediately at hand to catch her, securing her in his arms. He remained silent; hiding his guilt, it wasn't the forest he was most concerned about. Micah would be willing to burn down all of Sherwood if it was to keep Haley and the others safe. If he had been awake sooner he could have prevented his sister's injury.<br/>Finally he nodded at Psy and sighed. "Everyone back to camp." He ordered, trundling ahead.<br/><br/>Listening to the insane ramblings of his guards, the King sipped his wine and sighed. "You fools; you inadequate, worthless fools! There are no such thing as ghosts; and even if what you're saying is true, no ghost is strong enough to kill me." He replied, scowling. "Gather my best assassins, they'll put your little 'ghostly' archers to rest." The King grinned maliciously, he was not going to allow another band of hoodlums get in his way. It had been peaceful since the death of Robin Hood, he would have liked to have kept the peace a little longer.