"Damn it...this isn't going well. The Captain is driving Colt further and further away from this area...he's clearly aware that we've got Teleport Spells and he's trying to prevent us from using it by not letting us regroup.
That's why he's forcing Colt away from me...and while that'll take the Archer out of the equation as far as Colt is concerned, it also means there are going to be a lot more arrows coming at me," Frowned Lexia, as she raced across to evade an incoming barrage of ice arrows, before springing back as Arren appeared in front of her and swung his fist at her face, his knuckles grazing the tip of her nose as she evaded a direct hit, before thinking to herself, "Guess I have no choice...I was hoping that I wouldn't have to reveal all the tricks up my sleeve here, but I can't keep holding back if this keeps up. I need to turn the tables..."
