Hostile Approach

Thinking quick, he ducked under the talons of the shadow bird, feeling the icy aura glide over him. His swords unsheathed, he was knocked back as the elf smacked his face with her staff.
A sword flew from his hand, which he clenched and sent into the elf's gut. Blinking through blood and a swelling eye, Theo grappled his attacker and held his remaining sword to her throat.
"No one else move! I just want the old man and I will leave you freaks be."

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