Atrius staggered to his feet, "No..." he muttered, panting heavily. Using his axe he cut a long line in the earth as he stood up completely. He pulled his hunting knife "No, if you cross this line, I'll kill you... you're not going to get, A-Alina." He didn't know why. He knew that he had to protect her, he didn't think she would last against them. He reversed the grip on his knife and brandished his hatchet. "I might be injured, but you're untrained and I hunt down predators with these." He took a few steps back from the advancing groups. "We're just trying to leave, we won't be back. Just let us go." Atrius had never actually killed anyone before, and he did not want to; he would not let hem get her though. He could not sit by and let them kill an innocent young woman even if she was a little strange.<br/><br/>"I swear I will put this axe into your heads and this dagger in your eyes." He warned backing away slowly, his eyes on his line and them. "D-Don't do it!" He shouted. They were almost to the trees again. Atrius was sure he could lose them in the thick undergrowth of the forest, but it wouldn't take much for three monks to kill him, even untrained. "I'm leaving with, Alina." He said finally. His eyes were steely and resolute.