Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160303163426/@comment-7203512-20160404060122

Aelwin felt numb, his heartbeat pounding louder than the bloody fray before his eyes. He could not take a single step towards Abello's sword, not even able to hold his won. It was a split-second decision.

Hawksly rushed towards the shiny blade and leaped towards the lackey to deflect his downward blow, sending it down along the young Breton's arm and leaving a trail of flowing blood from the forearm down. He screamed in anger and pain, pushed the lackey with his pauldron and tried to drive Abello's blade up the lackey's jaw and to his cranium.