Respen & Vale - More Than Zapruder
Respen:
~ WHAT?!? ~
Respen is caught off-guard, not truly surprised but exceedingly flat-footed. He races to Dewydd's location as Dewydd is securing the assassin, clasping his staff in his right hand and Dewydd's shoulder in his left, extending his magical defenses to Dewydd and offering additional protection.
"Dewydd, I've your back! Once you are done, I will guard him. He came from the guardhouse? Vega! Help me!" Respen takes a better look around to find the highest point with a straight line to their location. He scans in a 270 degree arc at Dewydd's back, allowing Vega (if she is so inclined) to move in front of Dewydd and the assassin.
Vale:
~ Shenanigans! More shenanigans! ~
With concern for Gus, and still slightly hobbled by his healed but tender foot, Vale is the last out of his saddle, and is chagrined for it. "Bloody hell, Gustus! Hold him!", he instructs the monster of the dog, only half-realizing the spell cast by Xavier as he lays out the assassin.
"Beringer!" Vale moves as quickly as possible to his side, and if another cleric hasn't already, he casts Cure Moderate Wounds with the furrowed brow of earnest prayer. If another cleric has attended him, he makes way and covers the casters with his axe, preparing Divine Favor to area cast the party if this contest becomes a wider feud. "After that dustup in Caltaran, this pitiful welp won't die on my watch."