Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190204233516/@comment-5543592-20190207165822

The top of Andrus' head disappeared in a burst of red mist. He dropped straight down, knees folding beneath him.

Serj had recovered. He flicked his wrist, the wind whistling as his sword twirled, and then the point of it whipped around at his throat, coming close inside his guard.

The brief ten second melee with Andrus and Serj had let Maugier and Ishbatur draw close.