The energy released by the arrow/bolt like impact also knocked Nosdyn backwards.

That was not from Hayate... Nosdyn recalled. He'd been through worse, survived worse, and would live. When he landed on the ground, there was a steam swelling off his epidermis like a sort of cloud or wisp. Nosdyn growled out in pain...THAT...he did feel. Focus... Nosdyn mentally scolded himself and began to rise from his position a few paces away from where Hayate landed. Where did he go...? Nosdyn thought to himself. He considered the situation at hand. It was an arrow of some sort we'll be stationary targets here! Quickly, Nosdyn raised his hood up over his head began to analyze the field around them.

Two warriors were fighting nearby with whatever rivalry they held with one anther.

They weren't the sniper. Nosdyn scanned rooftops trying to spot the target...again...no dice. There! Some yards away there was a fellow on horseback readying a ranged weapon of some sort. That's it mother fucker...smile for me. Nosdyn thought to himself. He pulled out his energy sword and activated the blade. Hayate could wait. Nosdyn held his weapon aloft as he moved quickly, best speed he could muster...which was overall not note worthy. As he narrowed his eyes he was getting closer towards the boy on the horse.

"You!" Nosdyn called out. "You would do well to mind your own business." Once Nosdyn was close enough, he took a mighty swing with his weapon at Vaeron's general direction. The blade had an amethyst glow and gave off an incredibly disturbing sound. As Nosdyn slashed he knew he was open to attack but he did not care. Got to take the fight TO the sniper..he's on a horse. That's a disadvantage... Already, Nosdyn's mind was coming with tactics, plans, strategies. The entire time the mighty injury that Hayate gave him did not seem to slow him down. Only give him fuel to fight harder.