Attack the spellcaster
From Create Your Own Story
If I'm going to help, that spellcaster is going to be a problem
With grace, I easily maneuver past the swordsmen. The spellcaster, noticing me for the first time, gasps as he stops his chanting. He quickly raises his hands, attempting to raise up a barrier.
You're too slow I think to myself in disgust as I cut the man down where he stands. His barrier fizzes away into nothing. I lick the man's blood off of the blade of my sword. It's sour, I think in dismay, this man has been corrupted by demonic energies. Before I can entertain this thought further, one of the swordsmen, having disengaged from the bearded man lunges at me. Acting on instinct, I dodge to the side, easily avoiding his strike. Well this will be fun.
I come up swinging, hacking through the chink in the man's armor just below his left arm. My blade slices through with ease, and the man cries out in pain. Clearly shocked by the loss of his arm, he flails about widely, blood splattering the ground around him.
In seconds, I separate his head from his shoulders, and the flailing stops.
Now, to rescue the- I start to think, but my thoughts are interrupted as I watch the man pull his axe from out of the man's skull. He hefted it over his shoulder in one deft motion. Sizing me up with his gaze, he finally broke the silence.
"You have my thanks, stranger," he says. "I do not think I would have survived without your help."
| Ryd Status | |||
| Health | 30 | Equipment:
Sword, Leather Shirt | Companions:
None |
| Mana | 0 | ||
| Level | 1 | Love Interest | None |
| Gold | 0 | Experience | 0 |
