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The sounds of battle, muffled as they may be by the walls between the two groups, urge everyone to get a move on. Lyun steps up to the wall, once again, gripping his axe with both hands.

Lyun moves 3 tiles to 6-30. He then attacks the crumbling wall with his battle axe, dealing 18 damage and gaining 1 EXP.

The brute stays silent during their descent, focusing instead on his senses, trying to ignore the sound of their own steps while taking in whatever else could be heard. While the dim lighting obscures the smallest details, it doesn't take an owl to notice the crumbling wall in front of them. Lyun steps right up to it, sparing no time.

Lyun attacks the crumbling wall with his battle axe, dealing 17 damage and gaining 1 EXP.

He keeps moving, choosing to mostly ignore his allies' banter as he walks past them and to the left. Taking a breather and mending one's wounds he understands, but standing idly by...

They would learn. Once is enough. One ambush, one death, one regret. All rookies learn, eventually, provided they don't become someone else's lesson.

Lyun moves six tiles to 20-11, just before the first branching hallway to the left.

The brute keeps walking without much pause after the earlier kill. He gives Etor a nod in passing, marking the end of their interaction. Encouragement without snark is a rare commodity in the world of mercenaries and, despite not being talkative, Lyun has never believed tough love to truly work. The kid did his part and that is plenty.

Despite his companions easing up as most creatures lay in a pool of their own blood, he remains focused. His faster allies probably won't need his help. With nothing else going on, however, "probably" isn't good enough for him.

Lyun moves six tiles to 24-13, just past the pile of Yeek corpses.

He keeps running, trying to catch up to the action but also slowly being left behind. Cleanup isn't a role the man feels comfortable being thrust on him, but no other choice is presenting itself at the moment.

Lyun: "...-ood job." A couple quiet words can be heard as he stomps his way past Etor on that stairway, occupying a good portion of it with his bigger frame. One swing of his battleaxe is more than enough to kill the Yeek, who is fortunately more focused on the younger warrior in front of him.

Lyun moves five tiles to 25-19. He then attacks Yeek Warrior #6 with his battleaxe and hits for 18 damage, killing it.



Lyun: "..." There's not much to mull over at the moment, his allies are all ahead of him in their assault to the ziggurat and he can't help anyone until he catches up.

Lyun moves six tiles to 23-23.



One of the creatures on the right chooses him as its last target, but one manages to slip past and attack Ashür. The blue creep is now too close to their employer for Lyun not to pay attention. He circles around the Yeek, moving towards Kastilus' spot and cleaving the creature with a swing of his weapon.

Lyun: "Good... Keep close." His words, aimed at Kastilus, could barely be heard by those nearby. If, by any chance, someone was paying attention to him, they could probably notice him whispering more words than he properly vocalized.

Lyun moves three tiles to 21-27. He then attacks Yeek Warrior #3 with his battleaxe and hits for 18 damage, killing it.



Things start to get hectic and, as they close in on the structure, they are subtly but dangerously scattered, just enough for the Yeeks to possibly rush down a single target. The brute keeps running, turning at the last second and flanking Ashür on the right. His big frame obscures his ally just barely to the eyes of the two blue creatures a couple steps ahead.

Lyun: "Go. The... -eed support." A low voice, both in tone and volume, some of the words are easily swept away by the surrounding noise.

Lyun moves six tiles to 23-26.



Lyun: "..." He rushes ahead much like his companions, a glance and a simple nod towards the incoming Ashür. Range wouldn't cut it for the time being, and having his more versatile axe at the ready looks like a better option.

He switches between the two with choppy movements while stomping ahead, eyes fixed on the nearby creatures. He knows their time has come, they know their time has come - or so he thinks, at least. It's just a matter of whether they'll be chased for or charge into.

Lyun moves six tiles to 19-28 and equips his Battle Axe.



The man keeps moving, paying very little attention to what his companions say just in case something important happens. Once he passes the small gathering of trees he finds himself locking eyes with the blue-ish creatures. A fist bangs on his chest a couple times while his other hand twirls the axe in place, his attempt at catching their foes' attention.

Lyun moves six tiles to 16-31.


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