"Hey, you piece of shit! Over here!" A tall, horned woman with her staff ready glares at the bear from a distance...and then blurs forward, getting much closer. Normally, mages keep their distance in a fight and for good reason, but she doesn't seem to fear the consequences. Having a glowing blade of some kind might have something to do with it. She doesn't dare glance to the elf and risk the bear turning back to him, but hopefully those arrows will strike true while she's busy slicing into the blasted thing.