"Oh crap, I gotta hide somewhere." Ray looked left and right, desperately searching for a place to cover his face.
"Who are these guys? And why is he acting weird?" Jett wondered silently, though he was grateful they had been saved. All he knew was that someone among them was the reason those two figures had appeared.
The man was clearly a mage, floating effortlessly without a weapon. The woman beside him wielded a great sword, engulfed in a yellow aura.
"A mage and a swordswoman, both at the master level? Could it be...?" Jett turned to look at Freya.
"Freya? What have they done to you?" The silver-haired man spotted Freya lying helplessly to the side before glaring at the cloaked men. "You're all going to pay for what you did to my niece!"
{Light Magic: Light Javelin}
An array of light shaped as javelins appeared, aimed directly at the men Jett and his group had been fighting, attacking them rapidly. The shots were so fast that not even Jett could see them.
