Rena looked around from Mira hearing someone call her name. For whatever reason Mira didn't want to be seen. She had to think of something fast to give Mira time to hide. Then she looked at Lon and got an idea.

Mira attempted to take a step back, but found her food hit the fountain behind her. She looked over to where Sophie had been, but she was gone. Fear sank in her stomach, as she turned back forward, and the men were quickly approaching. She looked around desperately, for any of the other apprentices.

Sophie had slunk away, to the other side of the fountain, but had her bow drawn and ready as Sorrel walked up smoothly beside Mira, leveling an angry gaze at the men.

While Henn kept a bit of distance, Zephyr approached the group from the other side. He kept his hand away from the handle of his greatsword for now. "Sorry, but is there a reason you're bothering our friend?" He asked, staring down the men in question as he tried to get their attention. If a fight broke out, Sorrel could cover Mira. That much he was certain. He could stride through, cleave through- No, can't go overboard. Maybe just power through their group, force the enemy to scatter and lose any sort of group advantage they might've had? He couldn't leave Henn to fend for himself against more than one though. He was good, but not good enough to compete with trained mercenaries, thugs, whatever these folk were. Maybe he would have to exert some of his true strength here. Just enough to make sure his friends all survived this.

Lon growled as Reyna got ready "Yeah, Back off." trying to help Sorrel make his point. 

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Kylee looked at Ellie and paused "Is there something on your mind?" hoping she didn't screw up already. 

"Stop yapping, get 'em," the head guy ordered, and 12 men rushed the guild apprentices.

Sorrel pulled Mira behind him and his sister, as Sophie notched an arrow and fired at the knee joint of one of the oncoming men, who fell with a howl. Sorrel ducked under the first swing of the mercenary who reached them first and shoved the man into the next two oncoming, sending them falling like pins.