<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/MPbFmsY.jpg)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Name: Anastasia Valentine<br/>Class:  Hunter  (http://adventure.shoutwiki.com/wiki/Hunter)<br/>HP: 30<br/>Defense: 10<br/>Battle Status: In Combat<br/></div></div></div><br/>Anna, to her own arrogance was of course not having the best of luck aiding her team mates and had found herself worried when Lyra and Felina had been restrained in that flurry of "attacks". Stepping back from Mel, she took a ranged position roughly six feet away, as to cover not only Mel but the wildcard and the fiery rogue whom appeared to be the main targets of this little scuffle. She couldn't blame the knights either, as they had been the ones making the most  noise and twisting the knife with each small victory. Safe to say Anna had been quite arrogant around her comrades but hadn't let her foes know it. Anna stood there in her heels shoulder width apart, her bow held by her side while her free hand balled into a fist. Her eyes narrowed in such disdain for these knights and with a focused determination she hadn't had up until now, and now was the time to get back on the offensive and back up Lyra and the gun-toting gal whom had almost appeared to WANT help.<br/><br/>She was getting serious and was happy to give it, preparing to fire off an arrow strong and true. That was until she noticed the gusting winds engulfing the room, forcing Anna to sustain her balance and shield her face from any "Debris" or keys from striking her. Small almost inaudible moans and sighs escaped her painted lips,  while those flying pieces struck against her while she took a defensive posture. The winds calming down and the enemy forces carried on to attack her fellow teammates and at that moment, the moment Anna reached to retrieve an arrow from her quiver that Mel called the gods to bless the hunter. She felt her focused vision become even more clear, things even felt as if they slowed down a little, as if the time had been stalled whilst Anna lined up her shot. And lining up her shot is what she did, taking the arrow into the bow, pulling back just enough to gain full tension as her eye lined up the shot. Anyone looking upon Anna saw her bend her knees, pulling back and closing one eye barely a second before releasing the arrow. The arrow flying through the air, zipping past Mel, most likely close enough to scare the hell out of her before it reached the captain.<br/><br/>"I got your back!"<br/><br/>She then yelled at the top of her lungs, not only to inspire the group but in hopes to throw off the knights. The serious look on her face turned to a soft calming one with a smile and a node Mel's direction as if thanking her for her aide.<br/><br/>"Stop Fooling around Lyra, gods forbid me having to be the one saving your ass."<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack: Projectile<br/>Type: Ranged Attack<br/>Target: Captain<br/>Roll: 12+3+1 (16) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=60686)<br/>Damage: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=60687)<br/></div></div>