And then a scowling Hailey darts past it, severing an exposed bicep with a shadow cutter mid-flight.

The bear's left arm falls limp.

She lands between Sin and it again, turning to face it, wings spread, sword out.

She is booking it until she has mana again. Thank you Hailey but she is currently worse than useless in a fight with a bear.

(C'mon, regen faster...)

Hailey does not trust the bear not to recover a burst of speed and catch Sin before she regens even a shred of mana. She could escape it easily, flying faster than its full charging speed, but she's not leaving Sin behind, and she's not able to carry another person in flight yet.

She lunges past its left side, counting on the disabled left arm to keep it from hitting her, and flickers her shadow cutter to sever its hamstring-equivalent muscle.

It manages to get its right claw in place in time to shred Hailey's left wing.

She tumbles to the ground behind it, wincing as she stands back up.

Hyacinth risks a glance backwards, and catches a view of a bloodied Hailey facing down a grievously injured bear. 

She needs to stay away from the goats, but it looks like... they might actually win this...

She plants her staff and uses it to pivot. "Trust you, Hailey!" she yells. "Use its injuries and I think you can kill it!" 

She still doesn't have mana yet, but she's going to stay just in casting range so the instant she does she can help.

She scowls at the bear, flaring another shadow cutter and sinking her saber into the back of its head.

It manages to claw her right wing as she jumps onto its back, but freezes a bit as she sword sinks in.

And then, gasping and glaring, she switches her sword to electricity.

The bear slumps forward to the ground, dead.

And Hailey sags down atop its back, utterly spent.

Hyacinth readies her staff and moves to guard Hailey's back. There may still be goats about.

"Fuck, well done."

One charred goat staggers up over the ridge toward her.

Hailey pants, face down atop the awful-smelling bear, and manages to lift up one hand for a thumbs up.

She readies her staff and stares down the charred goat. "I know what you're thinking," she says. "Don't try it. Don't. Don't do it." 

It bleats and charges shakily at her, aiming for a headbutt.

She swings her staff like a baseball bat as it comes in, aiming to hit it right in the head and knock it off course.

With how burned it is, she manages to knock it out. It falls over, unconscious.

Okay hooooooolyshit. 

She stays close to Hailey, staff still out, eyes watching for anything else to come.

"We need to move," she says. "Can you walk?"

She staggers upright, scowling at the pain in her wings. "I can walk. Just need to stow my wings, which is going to suck so much. Hell, I can butcher our kills for proof and loot. I'm just going to really hate the next five seconds."

Hyacinth pauses for a moment, briefly distracted by Hailey's comments.