About as inconvenient a place for a quiver as it could be, for Katina, and she couldn't do anything but swipe her sword at him as he quickly fired a second arrow. This time, she missed her swing entirely, the arrow grazing her side and digging into the light armor she wore.

By the time she'd recovered enough to swing again, he was gone, though, leaving her bareback on an angry, pained drake. Maybe not the BEST plan ever, and it takes a lot of strength out of her just to get into a position where she can hold on.