Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160403202136/@comment-5543592-20160404193300

An arrow sailed through one demon's eye, and then out through it's second eye on the other side of it's head. The reptilian flailed wildly, before dropping dead.

"Damn!  Did you see that?!" Crimson asked, lowering the bow to marvel at his shot.

"It was good aim." Heartbender agreed passively, stopping a boot down at a demon's knee, then swatting it's claw-swipe aside with the flat of his sword. "But less congradulating, more," he grunted, driving his sword through the hard bone of the demon's solar plexus, "rallying, if I may be so bold, my lord."

"I'll allow it." Crimson replied, loosing another arrow, hamstringing a demon as it brawled with two Keshik.

"You two!  On me!" The mercenaries quickly hurried over to the small rallied fighting force Crimson had formed up. Just him, Heartbender, and now twelve others, but if the rest of the Keshik saw that they had a foothold, they'll make their own way here. There was only so much planning that could really go into an engagement, and once in the heat of the fight, there was no planning, only small, tactical opportunities. The best warriors could see when those opportunities arose, and how to seize them.