The second faerie is not going to stand by idly, letting itself get attacked. It swings back, its movements considerably easier than its companion's. As Desmond's arrival causes a flicker in Conan's concentration, it deals quickly and ruthlessly with it's companion.

Conan hastily struggles to regain control, but the damage is done. In a few short moments the battle is over and the remaining faerie comes to a halt. It's also noticed Desmond's presence and is clearly sizing up which of the pair is the easier target.

For that long moment, the only sound is of breath, misting in the cold morning. Then the faerie moves.