The scene of the fight was changing rapidly, Travis tightened his grip around his sword. The rat let out a menacing growl rising up to pounce on him. Speed was not his strong suit, but he was sure that he would be able to at least deflect a small amount of the damage with his shield. Before he could brace himself for impact however something small and fast collided with his side sending him sprawling across the ground. It took him a moment to realize what had happened. The runner had attempted to save him, for what reason he had no idea. He was obviously the one with the most defense.
He struggled to get to his feet as the rat pounced and narrowly missed Tanika. The damn armor made his movements sluggish. “Why did you do that?” He cried frantically as he finally managed to reach his feet. Travis grabbed her shirt, snatching her out of the way of the rat’s razor like nails, instead taking the hit himself before activating one of his own skills.
“Bash!” He howled as he slammed the edge of his shield into the enemy’s chin. Its eyes crossed momentarily, apparently stunned and confused. Travis took the opportunity to slash at it with his sword, it retaliated quicker than he would have liked, and he felt a sting of pain as the claws hit his arm. There was no time for stopping, and he had to keep the attention of the monster on himself if they had any hope of surviving. The pain was so real, he had to stop himself from crying out. Blood oozed from the cuts, but he knew that he couldn’t give up now.
Travis knew what he had to do, and time seemed to slow as the rat raised its hand to slash once more. I’ve got to disable it, he thought to himself as his sword began to glow a deep red. He activated his second skill with another cry. “Cleave!” The rat was in mid swing when his sword connected at the wrist, successfully cutting one of its paws off. At the same time the thief had used his fox form to dash behind it, quickly transforming and backstabbing it. The two attacks combined did a fair amount of damage. It retreated with a shriek of rage, eyeing them beadily with shining red eyes. It was only a matter of time before it recovered enough to jump back into the fray.
“We can kill this son of bitch, we just have to use teamwork!” He half yelled so that the others could hear him. “Let me take the damage. You guys focus on reducing its hit points!” Blood still poured freely from his wound, but he took little notice. This was his job, if he hadn't wanted to do this he should have played differently.
He struggled to get to his feet as the rat pounced and narrowly missed Tanika. The damn armor made his movements sluggish. “Why did you do that?” He cried frantically as he finally managed to reach his feet. Travis grabbed her shirt, snatching her out of the way of the rat’s razor like nails, instead taking the hit himself before activating one of his own skills.
“Bash!” He howled as he slammed the edge of his shield into the enemy’s chin. Its eyes crossed momentarily, apparently stunned and confused. Travis took the opportunity to slash at it with his sword, it retaliated quicker than he would have liked, and he felt a sting of pain as the claws hit his arm. There was no time for stopping, and he had to keep the attention of the monster on himself if they had any hope of surviving. The pain was so real, he had to stop himself from crying out. Blood oozed from the cuts, but he knew that he couldn’t give up now.
Travis knew what he had to do, and time seemed to slow as the rat raised its hand to slash once more. I’ve got to disable it, he thought to himself as his sword began to glow a deep red. He activated his second skill with another cry. “Cleave!” The rat was in mid swing when his sword connected at the wrist, successfully cutting one of its paws off. At the same time the thief had used his fox form to dash behind it, quickly transforming and backstabbing it. The two attacks combined did a fair amount of damage. It retreated with a shriek of rage, eyeing them beadily with shining red eyes. It was only a matter of time before it recovered enough to jump back into the fray.
“We can kill this son of bitch, we just have to use teamwork!” He half yelled so that the others could hear him. “Let me take the damage. You guys focus on reducing its hit points!” Blood still poured freely from his wound, but he took little notice. This was his job, if he hadn't wanted to do this he should have played differently.