In her mind, Elemmire couldn’t help feel the irony behind the situation and how the woman echoed the same sentiments as she did. The elf cast a sharp look at Vera and paused for a moment before turning her horse away. After all, there was little she could do for one who refused to be rescued or h elped. Her horse wheeled manically around under her guidance and had reared up on its rear legs just as the arrow found its mark.
The next few moments became a blur as her horse bucked beneath her and Elemmire instinctively held on with great skill and balance. For that moment, the sky and the ground exchanged positions as the dying animal took its mistress into the peat bog down with it. Elemmire had just the sliver of opportunity to release her hold on the horse and roll aside with sudden celerity before the horse fell on her in its death throes. Despite having the sodden ground softening her fall, the elf felt the impact of the fall run up her side and knock the air from her lungs, leaving her stunned.
”Get up!”
Elemmire blinked as she fought to shake off the impact of the fall. She looked up at the other woman and at the increasing onslaught that threatened to overwhelm them. At that moment, a surge of cold anger filled her: one, for her own stupidity and getting into this situation; two, for the other woman for being such a stubborn mule – who did she think she was to hold off all these people? And lastly, for the cowardly act of shooting her horse out under her.
Without a word from her, the air around the elf held still for that nanosecond before picking up, and knocking back two figures that were closing up on them with a gust that would leave a certain ringing in their ears. Spotting the opportunity, Elemmire quickly clambered over towards Vera and half turned at the twanging sound of bow strings being released.
“Get down!” She hissed as the air around them picked up again – this time without the grace or subtlety of the earlier attempts as the arrows were simply knocked away from them and directed at the cloaked figures that were coming their way. Stopping only to draw a deep breath, she looked around distractedly before reaching out again – this time for the fire that was around them and blasting the flaming log and embers straight at the brigands, causing increased panic and frenzied chaos.