Gunther didn't want to think dead. The word was there, hovering in the back of his mind, threatening to come out. When Edrick shouted out for someone to help him the word almost broke free. That attack was something out of a nightmare. And there he was. On the ground. Next to him.
The healing that enveloped him felt like an insult. "He may be bleeding out and dying but you need it more." He would have snapped at the woman, shouted that Link needed help, except for the look he saw in her eyes. He had to hold it together. Link was down. He wasn't. If they both went down then the others would be in grave danger. He let out an angered shout, aimed at the Awakened, and thrust his lance forward.
It struck true...yet it didn't do much more than dent the enemy's armor. Gunther drew his lance back as the Knight attacked in return, striking the young man in the shoulder and sending a ripple of pain down his arm. He drew in a sharp breath but stayed his ground. He had no place to complain about a little pain after what had just happened to Link...
Penelope nodded as her sister went off to face the foes at the other nearest opening. She had wanted Licorice to go there instead but the Protean wouldn't have made it there before the Cavaliers made it through.
Two groups of Cavaliers on this side. Pegasus Knights closing in. And over by the others...Ah. That was not good.
Penelope stared at the spot where Link had been standing. There was no way. What had she done wrong? Her strategy had caused this...
No, she couldn't think like that. Not now. There were others to keep safe yet. So what was the best route... "Ranged attackers!" Penelope shouted. "Target enemies not engaged with the front line if possible."
She wished she had given the order earlier. With the enemy so tightly packed it should have been obvious. A fallen foe would just be replaced. Putting more pressure on the front line.
She had to hope that Ciela or Dua could bring Link back up. She remembered the confidence Unil had shown in his companions and Penelope let loose the breath she hadn't realized she was holding.
Then she heard the sounds of the Pegasus wings. Wings....No! "Unil, the Pegasi, they'll fly over if we don't take them down." She put away her Wind tome and hesitantly took out the Elwind tome she had received earlier. She still was unsure she had enough skill to use it but she had to try. Her Wind Tome wasn't strong enough.
She took place on the other side of the wall, next to Unil, and began to chant. "Through strength of mind a light breeze may become a cyclone. Breath of life flow through my body and become a blade to strike down my enemies. Ancient spirits hear my cry, Elwind!"
Raising her arm up high the wind picked up around her and a large blade of wind formed and was sent down upon the Pegasus Knight. Unlike before Penelope could feel this one had cut deep and she couldn't help but smile.
Unil, after seeing Adel fall back, hefted his Javelin once more and launched it over the wall. It struck the wounded Pegasus Knight in the chest and pierced the Awakened, felling it.
"Alois!" Penelope called out. "I need you here, keep them from breaching the wall!"
Dua looked mournfully as Link fell to the ground. Ignoring the enemy that stood above him completely, the undead Priest knelt beside the warrior. "Not...your time..." He muttered, hefting his Mend staff and casting the healing light upon Link. Even as that rather unusual Mage got in position to let loose her magic.
Trim, nodding at the orders given, simply turned his body towards the right and chucked his axe, much the same as before, at one of the Knights standing by. The Awakened, staring hungrily at the opening where the Frog was, didn't so much as move as the axe came through and cut into its neck before circling around and coming back to Trim's hand.
Penvo flipped a knife in her hand before rasping out a "Heads...up." and tossing a pair of knives over the wall and into the chest of the Lancer on the other side.