Akris kept pace with the massive bovine, trying to make sure they both arrived at the same time.  It was a difficult climb, crossing between branches and struggling their way up a few levels to be approximately the same level as the trapped fey.  Akris was panting hard, perhaps he was far more exhausted than he thought?<br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #0000ff">"Okay, we cant kill them all, lets clear a path. You lead the way, I am strong but your fast and a better climber. I cover with gun, hammer only as a last resort." </span><br/><br/>Akris looked to the bovine, he nodded.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> “Sound plan.” </span>He whispered, raising his spear.  He had hoped to use the thing as a giant fly swatter of sorts, but that was before he got this close.  Looking at the scene further along the precarious ledge he had not thought just how incredibly tiny the fey was.<br/><br/><br/>Raising himself into a ready position, Akris prepared himself for the rush.  However the buzz of activity around the fey distracted him, had they seen the rescue party?  Are these things smart enough to want to escape with their prey?  He had no idea, so he decided now was the time for action.<br/><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">“Rutzeh!!”</span>He bellowed, throwing himself over an obstructing moss growth and rushing towards the mushroom patch. He near stumbled once… twice, this place was slippy!  That ledge is far too close, too.  Yet there were more important things right now.  He swung his spear far too early, hoping the misplaced air would scare off the moths.  Plus he didn’t want to hit the tiny girl either.<span style="color: #ff4d4d"> “Begone you beasts!” </span>He yelled as loud as he could, throwing a hand out as he dropped onto his knees.  He slid across the slimey texture of the tree bark, jamming his spear into the tree itself to come a stop.  His protruding hand sliding, hopefully, over the poor fey to shield her from any further harassment.  Although given the violent motion, it was more likely he just pressed her with his palm right into the sticky mushroom.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff4d4d">“I got her!” </span>Akris called back to the bovine, at least he thought he had.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>