Amaranth stood ready to go. she wasn't going to die here and she wasn't going to let her uncle down. She snarled as she looked at the small group that was going to try to kill them. Amaranth watched as anann moved on rem swift as water they charged. The whistle of a loose arrow could be heard from the archer Anann was after. Amaranth snarled as it hit her. She had set herself up for this putting herself so far ahead of the group she was a easy target.
Amaranth snarled as she looked at her shoulder grabbing the arrow she snapped the shaft allowing it to remain in her to scared to pull it out. She gripped tighter to her staff and looked at the dark man next to her. He was older and hopefully far more skilled she was scared she couldn't lie. looking at the girl with the spear amaranth knew she was really to only one she could go against. Her shoulder hurt from the arrow so she swapped dominant hand and moved forward.
The Aniwayian woman was scary almost war seemed second nature to her. Amaranth raised her staff ready to strike the woman to allow anann to deal with the other. She didn't want to be in anyone's way. She collided her staff with the woman's spear grunting a bit through pain.
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