Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150424224910/@comment-12599067-20150426210313

(None of this was here when I looked earlier, verdammt.)

Amongst the melee, Malus was nothing short of unstoppable. Arrows bounced off of his stony hide and swords simply glanced off of him or drove between cracks in the colossus' form and were ripped from their wielders' hands. Meanwhile, Malus pitched in by swatting and crushing soldiers, going so far as to grab one man in a vice grip before hurling him into his allies as if he were a ragdoll. Another unlucky soul found himself underneath the massive foot of the goliath, and others still were flattened by the wide swipes of the giant's arms.

Diaval participated as well, and upon seeing him fight, Nissa found that Dormin's gift of good faith was indeed very helpful. He danced through the melee with acrobatic skill, ducking and weaving in and out of harm's way with twin knives flashing. At the moment he was locked in combat with a pair of soldiers who were attempting to box him in with shields raised. Diaval answered this by suddenly lunging at one soldier, who raised his shield to try and stop him. The masked man countered by suddenly moving to one side and jabbing one knife into the soldier's shield, then swiftly kicking his legs out from under him. When the man fell to his knees, Diaval placed his knife at the man's throat and made a quick slash, then grabbed his other knife and hurled himself at his other opponent.