Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191116020737/@comment-4662333-20191128040017

The only problem left was the fact that Torsten and the rest of the group had their backs on the door of the exit. If they were not careful, their plan could very well backfire.

Left with no choice, Torsten had to block several clubbing blows from Hirarend's axe with his shield. It was a strain to Torsten's shield, which could very well break, and to Torsten's own stamina too. But every blow that he blocked, he swivelled his body ever so slightly to the the point that Hirarend's back was now facing the exit. Now was the time to put his plan into work.

"Alaina, get back inside, quick!" He commanded as the door blew ash inside the house violently. Hirarend realized what was happening, but Dravis then imbued his broken spear with conjuration magic, turning it into an translucent javelin from oblivion. With him aiming at Hirarend's midsection, he threw it with all the might of his arm and it pierced Hirarend's dark armor, making the contract broker drop his axe, take a few steps backwards towards the exit in the process and stare at his wounded stomach in shock.

"Attack him with all you've got!"