Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-4363162-20150625173237

One final hit and the table flipped onto its side, revealing that Sander had disappeared.

Instinct told Iscariot to turn around; and sure enough, the cleaver loomed inches away from his face. In the split second before it made contact, Iscariot slipped one bayonet in between the gap, backing up with his other bayonet.

(Gtg for today, night)