He looked at Ehiela with a small grin on his face. She seemed to be bursting with excitement. He figured he should leave this to her, killing was for killers, guiding was his job anyway.
Hmm... They have a rather nice formation going there... Oh. Well that must've hurt... Ah, am I the easier target now? Tyrna drew a knife as one of the horsemen charged him. The man let out a battle cry and swung his sword down in an arc, aimed at Tyrna's neck. Tyrna ducked under the sword, and let his knife scrape across the man's wrist, leaving a deep gash in it as it flew over his head. He didn't want to risk too big of a movement, as he didn't want to waste energy, nor did he want his wounds to reopen. He was hassling Ehiela enough as it is, he didn't want to bother her more with problems that he could have avoided.
The man howled and released his grip on his sword. Blood was spewing out of the wound in the man's wrist. Realizing something, Tyrna pulled up his sleeve, and pointed at his own wrist, which had bandages wrapped around it.
"Hey look! We're matching!"
As Tyrna expected, the man ignored the comment and simply roared, galloping towards him as if to run him over. Tyrna let himself fall to the side slightly as he threw his knife, which embedded itself into the man's chest. As man fell off his horse with a thud, Tyrna quickly turned his attention to the next bandit that had begun charging at him.
Rather nice armor, clean sword, leader perhaps? He glanced over to Ehiela, who had just finished gutting a nearby bandit. I should probably wrap things up here too. After dodging the first sword strike, he pulled out another knife. He whirled around, ready to intercept the bandit. However instead of turning around, the bandit leader simply continued to ride away. Tyrna threw his knife in vain after the fleeing bandit, and sighed when it plopped on the ground, just short of the target.
ooc: Thx XD