[littl3chocobo]

the return hit it's mark and the elf went down leaving only three. he dropped the weapon and cradled himself for just a moment. he dropped his arm though as he saw thalion brace himself against the final drow. he reached reflexively for his bow but only found arrows, he saw it a couple feet away, hurrying to it he grabbed it and notched one, it sent a riot of pain up his arm but he ground his teeth and ignored it. he stalked over to where the other two were and aimed. "you are slow talios, get your answers or move aside" he saw the face of the drow go ashen. he hoped his bluff would not need calling