"I can't leave you with a physcopath." Lilura says, hesitating before running at Havardur. "May I borrow your dagger?"
"What? No!" Havardur says, stunned that the Intuitive was actually asking him that.
"Thanks anyways." Lilura says, grabbing the dagger from Havardur's hand. Since Havardur had been surprised, it was pretty easy.
Havardur races after her. She begins sawing at the ropes binding Casey.

Casey holds as still as he could with a Hunter coming right at them

Havardur gets out his other knife. "Little girl, you will pay." Lilura doesn't glance at him at this. She works faster. Havardur throws his knife from a safe distance, realizing that Casey was nearly free.

Casey moves so that the knife will either slice the rope or slice his back. Hopefully not the latter...

Havardur goes to catch Lilura as she has finally taken Casey's advice, and has taken Havardurs other knife.

"Now run," he said, breaking his bonds. "I'll take care of this Hunter, who obviously thought he could defeat us."

(They're gonna get captured, right?)

(If you want! (I am being too indecisive))

"My name is Havardur. Not Hunter." Havardur says, feeling mighty annoyed that Casey had gotten out. That girl is gonna pay later.
Lilura peeks from behind a tree, afraid to leave but not exactly wanting to be in line of fire.

(They should...I kinda wanna make Lilura guilty later)

"Same thing," Casey snarled. "I don't hear a difference." Casey got low to the ground, like a big cat getting ready to pounce, and getting ready to pounce was exactly what Casey was planning on doing.

Havardur picks up his other knife from where it fell, and advances.
Lilura closes her eyes and wishes she is anywhere but here.

Something like a feral snarl ripped from Casey's chest as he tackled Havardur, careful to avoid the knife.