@Revan
The arrow flew towards the trap. Revan's strength provided the arrow with enough velocity to hiss through the air quickly forward. Unfortunately, his low skill with the bow threw the direction off just enough to miss. The arrow bounced off the ground. Almost simultaneously, the brush at the side of the road rustled and from the foliage jumped a tall man accompanied by a short woman.
"Well this just won't do," the woman said.
"Not at all," the man stated, "Plan B?"
"Plan B!" the woman threw her hands in the air and an invisible gust cradled her's and her partner's bodies. The began charging at Revan and Robert with intense velocity.
@Bysir
Theed was not suprised by the pain, and as the blade penetrated his thigh, he whispered something silently in a strange language. His left hand began glowing red and he pressed it to the blade in his thigh, super-heating the blade enough to to weaken the metal and allow Theed to break the blade in two as he pulled it from his leg. Tossing the broken half of the sword aside, Theed quickly proceeded to put his hand over the gash, effectively searing the wound to prevent any further bleeding. His muscle was torn, but Theed had encountered much worse injuries during previous fights. In a flash, he lifted his hand towards the Dark Paladin and released a wave of heat, effectively knocking Bysir back, luckily against the wall and not out the window. Theed had his sword ready now, and was effectively attentive to every action the Dark Paladin was making. Lucky... he thought, then said, "Corrupt Paladin, member of the Dark Circle, Bysir... I am Theed, Watchman of the King. Throw down your weapon." Theed's eyes calculated Bysir's every move. The years had been kind to the old man and he was sharp as ever.