Before the valiant knight could have a moment to breath, the maiden vanished from sight, and the scenery changed around him. Two more cuboidal beings appeared from thin air. They held entirely different weapons; one had a shield and a blade, the other was raising a shotgun and preparing to fire! Ezekial had no more time to assess the situation. He retreated behind one of the newly formed barriers and waited as shotgun pellets rang out through the hall.
This was a fine mess he had gotten himself in to. As long as he didn't know how much ammunition the shotgun held, he was trapped where he was. Worse still, he could the footsteps of the approaching momnsters from where he was crouching. His body tensed in anticipation. The blade he clenched in his fist was the only weapon he had against the harrowing odds. He would only have one chance if he wanted to survive.
The creatures are smart enough to use weapons, they should also be smart enough to realize that he was trapped there. By anticipating their arrival, he could prepare to take the first one to reach him by surprise and cut their throat, allowing him to use them as a living shield. Any moment now, the first creature would reach him, and then he would attack.