Andrew drew his last arrow. "You asked what we fought for, why we are here. I may not know this man that well, but I assume he fights for the same reason I do. We fight to protect our home, our friends, and our world." Uttering those words, he let his last arrrow fly from the platform, aimed square for his foes back, which, thanks to Tyger, was now facing him. The shot wasn't meant to kill, only to end this fight. Drawing his sword just in case, he leaped down from the platform, rolling as he hit the ground, ready to follow up on his strike.