Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20200103013728/@comment-5583506-20200105214351

Emile would first need to somehow get through the phalanx before the skullbashing could proceed. Nyasia seemed to have the right mind to it, had it not been for the soldiers' swift and adaptive behavior. As soon as she rounded the wall of spears and halberdiers, the soldiers followed suit, splitting themselves into two rows facing opposite directions. Each of them ready to draw the short swords in their belts once the members of the Covenant got too close for comfort.

Garran's arrow found a target, but even though the arrow lodged itself deep into the chest of one of the soldiers, it seemed to have little effect. The soldier instead came at the Orc with his short sword drawn.

"I will drink your guts, bloodsack!" he wheezed.

The two crossbowmen that had pin-pointed Nyasia as the leader, let their bolts fly.

Kashya was circling around the battlefield, keeping her distance, constantly on the lookout for weaknesses in their ranks.

The Black Knight said nothing, but Cade would be able to feel the man's steely gaze through the visor of his helmet. With another wave of his sword, this time pointed at the mighty Cade, the remaining soldiers in the area that had been leaning over the fallen caravaneers, seemed to quit whatever they were doing to the corpses and rose up, eyes all aglow inside their helmets as a vicious color of crimson. Their sights all set on the big knight.