Tha'ael's location after her first shot was only obscured because it came from the dark in the rain in the rough grounds. The first shot had hit one of the riders, alongside another that came from ahead, and dropped a man from the saddle but now one was closing in on her. There was little doubt shortly that he realized where she was, but she still managed to get the drop on him one more time. Slipping out in the view and shooting up close, her arrow found purchase in the man's throat, causing a sputtering noise as the man shook in the saddle about to fall.<br/><br/>Somehow, the bandit still managed to stay upright but it was obvious he saw this was not going well, a look of panic in his face alongside the arrow's shaft showing in his throat dripping blood as the man coughed violently, a wonder he was still alive and not paralyzed, somehow still able to remain upright at least for now.<br/><br/>Tavah and Nalin struck together at the bandit leader, the hammer's path partially blocked by the man's arm but the impact obviously shattered bones and the man's cry of pain rose high in the air as the blow actually crushed the arm and without stopping there shoved the arm aside to hit the man on the head with a crunch that already had the man slump down on his knees blood pouring from his mouth as Tavah's slash down tore through bone, flesh and magical leather, until the blade itself gave a clang on hitting the ground beneath him and the stones in the ground, the man's mutilated corpse falling apart as the magic in the leather armor he had worn seemed to fizzle and with a flash, the leather itself sparked into flames burning on the corpse for a few seconds before the rain drowned the sparks. Standing before Ada, the two would see the bastard sword float in the air a few seconds after its owner's grip let go, then landing softly on the wet soil.<br/><br/>Elise's shot whistled through the night air and struck the first rider in the chest but he seemed to only groan in pain and keep riding, having seen it and having tried to lean away, it didn't pierce anything vital but still seemed to hurt. Riding ahead angrily, he seemed focused on cutting at Elise, missing an important fact in doing so.<br/><br/>Ebirc's spear was held at ready as the riders closed in, and as they did so the rider heading right for him raised a blade high, only to get a spear into his guts for his trouble, with Ebirc's stance resulting in a badly bleeding wound in the man's stomach, the arrowshaft in his chest also bleeding, yet the blade slashed ahead at the spearman this time around, and Ebirc would find the metal drawing a crude, short slash along his arm for his troubles.<br/><br/><strong>OOC: Ebirc received 5 points of damage from the short-sword, the blade doesn't look particularily well made up close on that note.</strong><br/><br/>The second rider ended up having to pause besides the green-skinned woman, shouting at her something in orcish, before gesturing over at the stables as she cursed. "Cairns damn you for your stupidity." The woman remarked, only to end up wincing and collapsing as the remaining rider pulled back his now bloody sword. "Never should hire bitches for guides." He remarked, before looking at the groups around and seeming to reach a conclusion, trying to turn around and ride away from the fight they'd already lost.