A small breezed flowed in, rustling the leaves, followed by an omanis silence and a deathly stillness. Dusin inched forward, and an arrow flew at his chest, he quickly cast a blaze of fire burning it, but as quick as the arrow was destroyed a small darkspawn lunged forward grabbing his staff holding him down. Four other dark spawn spilt and ran at the two elves, while the Archer, now visible , began to ready another arrow.