Oh how fickle is lady luck, how swiftly do the tides of battle turn! Silas slashed his foe's jugular, and as the man stumbled backwards in his death throes he fell off the platform and hit the ground hard. The impact finished what the rogue's sword started and snapped the head completely off. Lydia's arrow flew straight and true and caught the other sentry square in the chest. He toppled forward, clutching his chest, and fell from his watchpost to the ground, landing with a thud and a crack as his spine broke.<br/><br/>Oriana in the center was no less spectacular, spraying magical rainbows over Kressle and one of the remaining bandits. They raised their arms to shield their eyes too late, as the flashing colors forcefully induced seizures in them. Foaming at the mouth and spasming at the limbs they fell, their eyes rolling up towards the back of their heads, still twitching occasionally even after they went limp. Meanwhile, the final bandit cried surrender and mercy as he lay sprawled on the ground with a nasty-looking bite and a smug-looking feline standing on top of him.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Both sentries are dead.<br/>Kressle and one bandit are unconscious.<br/>The other bandit has surrendered.<br/><br/>260 XP for everyone!</div></div>