Maruc pressed his advantage and launched himself at the next guard. His bravado sagged as the rest of the guards pressed into the fray. He rather hoped that seeing their comrades fall they might fight off the charm that had trapped them.
The dwarf bellowed a war cry as he turned to face the next Siswa, probably not the wisest thing to do given they were trying to sneak up on the Rahib. But the battle cry gave him the focus he needed to ignore the pain of his wound and continue on in his strategy of knocking his opponents unconcious. He swung up and over, and brought the flat of axe down on the next ensorcelled elf in his path, leaving Maruc and Feldard with two opponents remaining.
Miklos let the thief go. He had no idea where he was going and flying blindly down corridors was going to make his life very short. Saeth however, sprung into action, giving chase. She swung her scimitar at him as she came into range of the bandit, lightly wounding him. The man was fast though, and picked up his pace even more in light of the elven swordswoman’s pursuit.
As Saeth gave chase down the corridor, the two remaining Siswa guards decided their best course of action was to turn and run back the way they came.