The archers seemed surprised that the group split up so and there was someone shouting the moment they did. "Fall back! Magicians! Run!" The men turned to flee, and as Gabriel and his companion rode ahead he could see a row of spears on the ground that could have been lifted up in a hurry to stop a horse charge into them brutally, but not enough to cover many directions efficiently. The flanking riders got closer and closer but the first of the bandits got into the woods and to some cover, though still running.<br/><br/>Gabriel and his companion had gotten closer too, and were catching up to the slowest three stragglers, seven still at dead-run in the middle, a few already slipping to the woods shadows and cover up ahead.