The crossbowman shouted as the crossbow left his hands, while the mage gestured at Marric, and a ray of black shadow rushed towards her back before fading as the ring absorbed whatever spell it might have been. The mage cussed loudly and drew a dagger from his side, seeing the spell had no real effect.<br/><br/>"What the hell is she?" The mage managed to ask, before jerking and collapsing, his side smoking with magical bolts striking through the window so fast that it had to be a certain friendly short woman with a spell, no normal crossbow would fire bolts that fast, had to be magic.<br/><br/>The crossbowman thug seemed to realize he was outnumbered and disarmed, and actually raised his hands up. "We were just having fun, that's all, peace?" He looked at Marric frightenedly, not expecting mercy but at least hoping for it, based on the panicked look on his face though.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Marric loaded up 1 more spell level, 1st level spell got aimed at him and 'absorbed' again.</div></div>