The conversation the two bandit guards were having was interrupted as a man who was further ahead of them screamed, "oh god it's the Jouran army!" They looked to see one of the axe wielding bandits have his legs buckle, dropping his axe, as a girl riding a wyvern flew out of the tree line and struck down on him with her axe. The man tried to scream in pain, but it came out sounding more like a strained gasp. The man dropped to the ground as a pulse of white and blue energy flew from behind the wyvern into the man's chest. The one mercenary, who had been expressing boredom earlier, opened the door behind him, screaming, "we got company!" He had then decided to jump in on the action. Raising his sword up, he struck at the wyvern rider, barely dealing a glancing blow to the mount and rider, before they retaliated with an axe to the man's chest.
Motionless, he dropped his blade as not even a gasp escaped his unbreathing mouth. With that done, another sword wielding bandit ran up,trying to take on the other Jouran that moved up to fight alongside the wyvern rider. Striking forward with his blade. Though the attack struck true, it bounced off the man's armor, doing little more than feeling annoying to the Jouran man. Both of these Jourans though, would be met with something far more painful. A bandit wielding an axe rushed towards the man in a burst of speed, slashing with his axe and having it plant into Raynor's side. Meanwhile, another axe wielding bandit started running towards the wyvern. While the healer was in his line of sight, he felt a bit apprehensive moving towards them, and ended up rushing the wyvern rider, striking them with an axe and dealing more damage than the sword bandit had.
While more of the bandits began to swarm in towards them, a group would appear from the left. The same group that the strike team had seen earlier.
When the group had left, Leon motioned to the others to follow after him, entering the side entance. Inside, there was not much to be seen as the room they entered into happened to be empty. However, there was definitely something to be heard. The people in the base seemed to be getting up to a clamor, hearing of the conflict going on outside. Getting their weapons, they all seemed to be heading for the door, and thus didn't notice the intruders. A man wielding a lance, seemingly groggy, asked one of the nearby bandits, "what is all the noise about?"
"Well, it appears we're being attacked boss."
"Attacked? Here?" He seemed wary to believe this. "By who?"
"Uhh, uh...Jourans, boss."
"Jourans?" His eyes perked up at this, as a smile crossed his face. "To think they'd come here all themselves. Get ready boys, we're about to score it big. Oh and tell the others not to leave yet. This is a fort after all, if the pretty Jouran want to play hero, they can come in here themselves."