06-25-2009, 05:46 AM
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As quietly as he could, he set the gear down out of sight behind one of the homes. He drew the silvery blade, and with grim strides he moved towards them and tried not to think about what he'd have to do.
The men didn't see him, but Gloria did. Her eyes went wide, frightened, pleading. One of the men must have noticed this, for he turned just as Daniel struck.
The blade bit deep into his midsection, freezing a look of shock and horror across the man's face that Daniel was not likely to forget anytime soon. Through a haze, the half-elf thought he head Gloria scream and saw the other three men start to charge. He clumsily brought the blade up to block a sword blow and felt the numbing shock of impact jolt through his arm. He tried to counter but couldn't even swing close.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the man he hit crumpled on the ground, a red stain spreading from the wound.
Don't think about it! They want to kill me! It's me or them!
They were trying to surround him, keep him busy until others came. Daniel couldn't let that happen. He'd lost track of Gloria, he hoped she was okay, but right now he had himself to worry about. Quickly, he darted towards the widest opening in their formation only to stagger as something hard and heavy hit him square in the back nearly driving him to his knees. He swung blindly and felt his sword hit something solid, but only for a moment as the blade cleaved clean through the thick club that had hit him. He swung again and drew blood across the man's face which only seemed to make him angrier.
A second blow, this one from a longsword, barely missed Daniel's head. The men were closing in. The armor was getting in the way again, keeping him from moving at the speed he was used to. He barely blocked another attack with his sword which left him off balance so his next attack wasn't even close.
Daniel hadn't realize how much he'd lost track of his surroundings until he backed into the side of a house. The three men were almost on top of him and he had no place to go. He tried to parry one sword as a second club caught him across the face and he reeled.
The one with the longsword raised his weapon to strike when he suddenly froze, the point of a crossbow bolt suddenly protruding from his chest.
Behind him, Marcus deftly passed the empty crossbow to Robin and charged into the fray.
As quietly as he could, he set the gear down out of sight behind one of the homes. He drew the silvery blade, and with grim strides he moved towards them and tried not to think about what he'd have to do.
The men didn't see him, but Gloria did. Her eyes went wide, frightened, pleading. One of the men must have noticed this, for he turned just as Daniel struck.
The blade bit deep into his midsection, freezing a look of shock and horror across the man's face that Daniel was not likely to forget anytime soon. Through a haze, the half-elf thought he head Gloria scream and saw the other three men start to charge. He clumsily brought the blade up to block a sword blow and felt the numbing shock of impact jolt through his arm. He tried to counter but couldn't even swing close.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the man he hit crumpled on the ground, a red stain spreading from the wound.
Don't think about it! They want to kill me! It's me or them!
They were trying to surround him, keep him busy until others came. Daniel couldn't let that happen. He'd lost track of Gloria, he hoped she was okay, but right now he had himself to worry about. Quickly, he darted towards the widest opening in their formation only to stagger as something hard and heavy hit him square in the back nearly driving him to his knees. He swung blindly and felt his sword hit something solid, but only for a moment as the blade cleaved clean through the thick club that had hit him. He swung again and drew blood across the man's face which only seemed to make him angrier.
A second blow, this one from a longsword, barely missed Daniel's head. The men were closing in. The armor was getting in the way again, keeping him from moving at the speed he was used to. He barely blocked another attack with his sword which left him off balance so his next attack wasn't even close.
Daniel hadn't realize how much he'd lost track of his surroundings until he backed into the side of a house. The three men were almost on top of him and he had no place to go. He tried to parry one sword as a second club caught him across the face and he reeled.
The one with the longsword raised his weapon to strike when he suddenly froze, the point of a crossbow bolt suddenly protruding from his chest.
Behind him, Marcus deftly passed the empty crossbow to Robin and charged into the fray.