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The flock of birds seemed never ending. As many as the chosen killed, there were always more... throwing dark shadows even as light sparked off their metal feathers. After the first time and her successful slaying of the single bird, Sid had felt just a little bit cocky and sure of herself. The feeling only grew when she had successfully backed up that other pair of Chosen... Tara and Zebulon.

These birds were nothing. All they had was superior numbers. They were going to dispatch them and return with trophies and the pride of a job well done.

It was in this frame of mind that she slipped boldly out the side door again for another smoke. Smoke had curled boldly upwards for a while, before something moving in the treeline caught her eye. Curiosity, and the thought that it could be another of the missing guests too scared to leave cover to risk getting to the safety of the hotel, drew her forward and she dared cross the open ground to investigate. Once there... there was nothing. It could have been a ghost, or more likely some deer.

The sound of wings didn't register at first, she was so used to the constant flapping noise inside the hotel. But she wasn't in the hotel, and that sound was far closer than it had been before. And far more numerous than the singular bird she had fought alone, or even a pair of them.

Sid lifted horrified eyes to find a cloud of them descending on her and she paled, fumbling to bring up her bow in time to defend herself. She managed to get one off, but in her panic, it only grazed one of the birds, knocking it off course. She didn't wait to see if it rejoined its fellows and took off in a pelting run for the hotel, feeling the first flung metal feathers cutting her coat as they pelted her.

With a grimace, Rob rolled his shoulders as he prepared to go back outside of the hotel. Were there no end to these birds? Where were they coming from? Who if anyone had sent them? These were questions that demanded answers, answers that likely weren't going to be forthcoming any time soon. He sighed and headed toward the door. May as well go on out, take out more of these things if he could.

Once outside, he caught a whiff of something in the air and chuckled. Had to be Sid -- leave it to her to find time to smoke. Looking around, he spotted a mass of the birds engaged in battle with a couple of Chosen out in the expanse between the hotel and the tree line. He peered, trying to see who it was -- then his eyes widened. Sid and Mercy! He began to run as hard as he could toward them, unsheathing his greatsword as he ran. There was no way the two of them could take out that many birds.

He finally reached them, swinging at the nearest bird with a gutteral snarl. The blade of the sword sliced through the creature's body, spraying blood everywhere. It wasn't a mortal wound, though, and the thing shrieked and backpedaled in the air out of harm's way.

"Are you nuts?" he scolded the two women. "There's too many to take on just the two of you!"

Mercy cocked an eyebrow at Rainbow Dash's staring, highly aware of why since she already knew she wasn't ugly or plain. It was just weird to have that kind of stare coming from someone of the same sex is all. When the other woman moved to get up, Mercy looked over towards the birds that were on their way towards them with a small head tilt. How was she going to kick some a** this time? She could feel the adrenaline starting to rush through her veins!~ It was amazing!

"Well, lets get this s**t started then yeah?!" Mercy ran forward, hammer raised her hammer, only to squeak and trip when Rob arrived, falling face first into the snow just like she did with Math earlier. Damn it! He would arrive to save the girl before she could! To top it off she knew him!

Well, poop.

Mercy biffed it as she went to head off the birds and Sid had to hide her grin. The woman was tiny and had a giant hammer. Seeing her trip and eat snow was just… adorable, really.

Rob didn’t do any better of course and she found herself rolling her eyes as she notched an arrow onto her bowstring.

“Jeez, you two. You got those big a** weapons and you can’t hit anything?” She teased, drawing back and releasing. The arrow pinged off a bird and it wobbled off its flight path, prompting a grin at her two fellow Chosen.

“Am I going to carry this fight on me own?” She teased, throwing up an arm to protect her face as feather flew at her.

Frustrated as hell, Rob shoved the bird off him and swung at it quickly before it could get out of range of the greatsword. The creature managed to evade him and once more the tip of the blade tinged uselessly off the bird's metallic feathers. "s**t!" he swore loudly, stomping a foot. Either these things were getting smarter, or he was just getting tired.

The bird dove at him again, this time flinging some of its toxic dung at him. The manure hit his shoulder, coming perilously close to hitting his face. He quickly scooped up some snow to remove it, then glowered at the bird. "I'll get you, you b*****d," he grumbled under his breath.

"Practice isnt even the word for it..." Mercy sighed heavily while she managed to miss yet ANOTHER hit. Perhaps it was time to call it and retreat to live another day? She was just failing left and right. She was starting to get tired and that wasn't very good.

Had she known, Sid would have agreed with Rob's sentiment. They were fighting fiercely, sure, but the birds seemed to be steadily gaining on their upper hand. Her arrows hurt, she could tell that as she clipped another bird, but so did the feathers they flung at her. And those argueably hurt more.

This fight had gone from terrifying, to kind of fun, to something that was steadily looking like a losing battle.