Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160303163426/@comment-25038310-20160318142206

Abelkain was slashed across his shoulder, but his pauldron once again absorbed most of the damage. He did however, manage to dodge Jericho's stab succesfully, although he did notice Aelwin readying himself to launch  a fire spell.

He drawed a cruel jagged dagger from his belt, as he ran over to Abello, grabbing the Undead by his throat as he held the weapon close to his throat.

It was unfortunate for him he could not retrieve his longsword, but he was going to be killed at this rate.

Abello cried out for help as he saw the tip of the dagger only a few mere inches away from slitting his throat. He stared desperately at Aelwin, muttering out a silent 'help' as Abelkain took a few steps back towards the exit of the house at the backdoor.

Abelkain did not say anything, as he slowly backed away, clearly not up to fight three or more opponents at once.

"Not a step closer, or he gets it." Abelkain threatened, as the tip slowly entered the place between Abello's plates of armor, slowly travelling towards his adam's apple.