Deth winces in pain as what was a little snake suddenly became a really REALLY big snake, and he is thrown back by the attack. However, he recovers, and draws even more power to him.
Then his aura contracts and when it expands, a second knight follows a piece of black magic, which forms into the same ruin over the same creature. Deth wonders just how much magic he and the mage will spend fighting over such a simple creature.
Erin falls over as she's tackled and basically bull-rushed. Wincing at the pain of it. Not fun! The mime slowly gets herself up and dusts herself off, another blue ball falling into her hand. Well. It's time for the mime to do what she does best.
Use someone else's strength to make bad things happen to bad people. She glances over at the nearby Elvish Champion... And makes a gesture in its direction. There's a faint blue aura on it now. One that will make life very nice for the three of them soon.
Hróðvitnir is smashed into by the three, not so small, snakes. After standing back up from the attack, the Wolfir pulls more power from his home's memory, and adds another rune collar to his left arm. After increasing his mana ties, he directs his powers at his elves, as the runes on his arms fade leaving only one on his right arm glowing. Hróðvitnir's elves all become covered in a dark green light, and begin to grow and become even more wild looking. The Wolfir directs the feral looking ones, to attack at the entity he believes he saw in the trees.
Following suit with his allies, Hróðvitnir breaks his connection to his mana, and his elves and the marks on his body slowly disappear afterward. The Wolfir stands back up afterwards and looks toward the surrounding trees, trying to see if there were anymore of creatures that attacked the group.