A damsel... no longer in distress.

Before anyone could really react, the large cloud of mana started forming numerous lights, which soon descended on the undead. The lights were actually magic arrows of different elements, all seeking to destroy the undead in one fell swoop. Seeing the hundreds of arrows falling down from the skies, the three adventurers were a bit dumbfounded. What was going on? Although they could guess that another adventurer was helping them, they had no idea who, or why.

"I'm not dreaming right?" One of the girls couldn't help but ask, and reached out to pinch the man in the party. 

"Ow, don't pinch me, if you're gonna pinch someone then pinch yourself man."