As she switched to using her sword, he took about three others out with his bow, and only moments later, it was over. Bow still at his side, he moved to her side, glancing in the direction the hyenas had come from. Who knew how many more were out there.
Looking back toward her, his concerned gaze took in the damage to her elbow. "Are you alright?" It was mostly a rhetorical question, instinctive and without the need of a reply, because she wasn't alright. Not really. He glanced back over his shoulder again. He knew how animals worked, and there was a good chance more would be back.