Gracefully arcing through the air, Yuzuki landed on her feet like a cat as Rin nocked another arrow, slowly closing in. Shouting at it, demanding from the being, it merely gave the red skinned Neko a bestial growl as it shielded itself from the archer. Backing away as hot blood trickled onto the plants and loamy earth at their feet, it ignored the newest Neko in the group as she circled behind, searching for that perfect strike.
"I was talking to Dimitri," Sif's little feline ears flicked back in annoyance. "While everyone else went to try and finish the last, he was dealing with more logistical matters," she explained, crossing her arms. "Hmph. Gathering loot instead of preparing an escape first. Stupid. If this were Legendary or Nightmare difficulty, we'd be attacked again already." As she said this, Dimitri toyed around with the very same loot that she was referring to. Unfortunately for the young man, he quickly found out that their small round shields were center grip, and not even the kind that had enough room for him to wiggle his arm through.
"My, are you interested in polearms now?" Kuroneko asked Aya as she eyed her holding the horse chopper. The tiger haired Neko was holding one of the Hobgoblin's shields with her hand on the far end, the rim wedged against her hips. It was laden with this and that which she picked up from her opponent, including the brigandine which it wore. "You could try the spear here for something a bit longer, or just go back to your short sword," the older Neko commented; it was unfortunately still stuck in a goblin's head. "I think both would work well with or without their shields. Though, I favor something nice and long myself," she seductively smiled at them.
As though to make her point, Yuzuki saw the very gap she had been looking for thanks to Rin. Rushing in as fast as the wind, her spear thrust forward and bit, the tip striking the edge of an iron square. It didn't penetrate at first, only to tilt it aside within the very leather it was riveted to before shoving in between the armor plates and into the wearer. With a gurgling howl, it bit into its back, sending it toppling over as its lungs filled with blood. However, the other Hobgoblin quickly faded into the woods, the dark gaps in between the green all the more ominous as it did so.
"Dimitri is right that reinforcements shouldn't catch us anytime soon, though I admit they are surprisingly disciplined for bandits." Looking at Rin, she added. "Gathering intel is a good idea, but getting it out of them may have taken some work considering this." The seven inch tall woman had a point though. They fought in a relatively disciplined formation that was likely too much for mere bandits; for whatever reason, they even believed they had the upper hand. A complete falsehood given that there were so many Nekovalkyrja in the party. "Either way, unless you have questions, gather up what you can from their bodies quickly. We should get moving again," Sif ordered them about.
Meanwhile, under the carriage, a pair of goblins lay foaming at the mouth.