Yarl was right behind Taisa when a Gin had charged at her. She had swung her sword to early, Yarl knew she would be in some real trouble, but before he could react she had plunged her blade into its chest. The Gin collapsend on top of her. She asked for help, so Yarl had gone too lift the Gin off of her. When he started to lift the Gin up, he saw a Viper slithering down a tree. He dropped the Gin before stumbling back effectively tripping over a unearthed root. He fell backwards and smashed his head off the ground.<br/><br/>--------------<br/><br/>Ingirun had watched every thing transpire, the Gun Trapping Tasia. Yarl falling to the ground. They were in a bad place. The trolgers were all around them. They were down two people for a moment. Now would be a horrible time for the Trolgers to do anything or for that fact anything decide to do anything. Ingirun bent down near Yarl before whispering. "Are you okay you big olf"