Adwonus smiled at the blood on his weapon. This was a first for his new double-headed axe, a proud moment. Across the archer’s leg, the blade had left a red streak; steadily, the stain began to grow and visibly soak into his cloak
{Adwonus hits Enemy #1; 9 Dmg}. Adwonus was worried when he’d missed the first swing on his other foe, but a fast change of targets made it all worth it
{Adwonus misses Enemy #3}. At least he hoped it would in the end.
Suddenly he heard a cry from behind, “
Adwonus, duck!” Adwonus hastily crouched and heard the arrow sailing above him. But apparently the archer heard as well, for he ducked simultaneous with Adwonus. Even as they crouched, their eyes remained locked in a deadly glare, scarcely blinking. Both had made slaying the other their goal, the task at hand. Adwonus could see the intensive focus in those brown eyes; he imagined his own blue stare was not very different. Pyrra’s arrow sailed overhead and disappeared down the alleyway, missing them both
{Pyrra misses Enemy#1}. With zero hesitation, Adwonus and his foe resumed their combat stances.
Adwonus then felt someone touching his back. Alarmed at first, he glanced over his shoulder but saw only Zinvaris, pressing his back against his and covering his flank. Parrying like the wind, Zinvaris’ sword was a blur. Adwonus could scarcely see it as the thin blade scratched one of their enemies
{Zinvaris hits Enemy #3; 5 Dmg}. What happened next impressed Adwonus even more. A crossbow bolt shot across the street from the halfling; although it darted through the air faster than a hummingbird, Zinvaris struck it from the air with his sword, knocking it to the ground
{Enemy #4 misses Zinvaris}. One of their enemies swung a knobbed greatclub, but Zinvaris parried this as well
{Enemy #3 misses Zinvaris}; This was instantly followed by the halberd, hoping to catch Zinvaris distracted, but to no avail. Somehow, Zinvaris parried this too
{Enemy #2 misses Zinvaris}. His thin rapier seemed to dance effortlessly around the bulkier weapons, guiding them astray. Adwonus was indeed impressed. Zinvaris glanced over his shoulder, Adwonus only inches away, and smirked, “
I’ve got your back man. Just don’t take too long.” Adwonus nodded in reply. Things relied on him now.
He returned his attention to the archer who’d taken another step back. Predictably, he’d reloaded his bow with another two arrows. Adwonus looked right and left, but the alley walls towered on both sides - there was nowhere to hide. “
Shit,” he muttered to himself, “
This is gonna hurt.” The archer released both arrows and they shot straight into Adwonus’ stomach, joining the others already there
{Enemy#1 hits Adwonus; 5 Dmg, 5 Dmg}. Adwonus briefly stared at the four arrows now protruding from his gut. His thoughts had become a blur, and he felt hot, much too hot. Things were becoming dangerous. And bloody.