Everything's muffled but he can smell burning and scent like candles and if he moves quick, maybe he can still catch where Roderick is.
And hope he doesn't hit his partner, assuming she's not down already.
His glaive is lost to him for now, but there's a hunting knife at his hip that he draws and swipes where he last knew their target to be. The first swipe misses, but the next seems to cut through something and that's enough. He brings the blade quickly back to himself to slide it over the throbbing wound he'd left before, ice coating where the blood sits once more.
That burning sensation from before drives bright across his hip, but it gives him renewed direction to lunge, blade burying deep into something solid. It isn't too hard to twist and rip from there as the sound of male shouts becomes the first thing to come back to his hearing.
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And hope he doesn't hit his partner, assuming she's not down already.
His glaive is lost to him for now, but there's a hunting knife at his hip that he draws and swipes where he last knew their target to be. The first swipe misses, but the next seems to cut through something and that's enough. He brings the blade quickly back to himself to slide it over the throbbing wound he'd left before, ice coating where the blood sits once more.
That burning sensation from before drives bright across his hip, but it gives him renewed direction to lunge, blade burying deep into something solid. It isn't too hard to twist and rip from there as the sound of male shouts becomes the first thing to come back to his hearing.