"Oh, please-" Arianna laughed alongside the scarecrow, before casually chucking her torch at her crows, leaping back and drawing her nodachi with both hands. Isaac did what Isaac did best: panic. He dropped the torch and began to run, drawing his pistol as he hoped that the crows would step upon the torch's flames. He stumbled if anything, but was still capable of moving as he took aim with his pistol.