The scout cannot go any further as he prepares to pierce Felix. Two arrows flit one, one after the other: one into the scout's throat, the other through the skull. The scout drops dead to the ground in a heap, and Ashe comes creeping out of the bushes, glancing around to make sure the man didn't bring friends.

Okay. They're clear.

"I'll help you onto the horse. I'm sorry, this is going to hurt, Felix."

Ashe helps his classmate up, bringing him over to the horse, prepared to help him up.