Mayakterra roared a primal, resonate, battlecry from his enraged form. He was well accustomed to scattering groups of brigandes with this form, but this was no raiding party. More and more of them poured out of the woods to the burning hut, and beyond. Mayakterra fought to stop who he could, but many of them ran right past the melee going on around the burning building.<br/><br/>From the corner of his eye he saw the woman emerge from the hut <<em>Shift!</em>he projected<em>Run!</em>