Magyar pops up and fires hastily at the elf bearing down on him. He is nearly upon him! The elf would probably have spitted Magyar before he could get the shot off if not for the barrel's cover. The elf twists to the side as Magyar shoots, but he can't completly avoid the shot at such close range. The arrow sticks in the side of his leather armor, but it doesn't seem to slow him down much. He swings at Magyar's head as the rogue hastily draws his dagger. Magyar ducks, and the blade passes overhead harmlessly. The elf yells something to his companions.
[sblock=Elvish]"Yelsy, forget it, we need to leave now!"[/sblock]
Grondar kicks at the elf who has his back to Grondar, but the thug misjudges the distance and his foot connects with empty air. Grondar rolls to his feet. The elf advances on Colmarr, dodging to the side to put the little gnome between himself and Denther. Denther's thrown dagger goes wild, and the elf bats aside Colmarr's attack and attempts to stiff arm him to the ground, intent on getting past him. Colmarr dances back, keeping his feet, and keeping himself between Naomi and his attacker.
Troth leaps at his opponent, heedless of his wounds. He sweeps his sword up with ferocious strength, splitting his opponent from crotch to collarbone. The elf is dead before he hits the ground.
The sound of the guards grows closer, now only a few blocks away.