Edgar wasn't the only one to move to his mount when the arrows come flying, the Adders showing no discrimination between them and the Shakou.  It made sense, in a twisted way.<br/><br/>He got to his mount, and was quick to get on the camel. They weren't quite as fast as a horse would be, but a camel was also much better suited to the desert, and would require far less maintenance.<br/><br/>His attention turned to the Shakou, for only the briefest of moments, before darting to his ward, and then, to the Adders. To hell with them. His halberd comes to rest carefully on his lap, as he takes out a javelin from a quiver that was attached to his saddle, and he hurls one (followed by several more) in their vicinity.<br/><br/>Not being the greatest of shots, and javelins traveling slower than an arrow, the Adders could actually dodge it without too much difficulty; it's just that it disrupts their aiming, which is really the whole point. Some times a half-knocked arrow is lost, or the shot goes off in the completely wrong direction.<br/><br/>Still, though, this is a minor disruption of the large force. He just hoped to bring their attention towards him, while the princess and her friend got mounted up, and could flee.