Running out of options

JP with Lucian, Winteroak and Bandorchu

Whopping and shouting the remaining warriors rushed their opponents. Tarmen and Alexis hoped these were the last of the we the attackers.

They did not know if they could survive a third wave. Tarmen rush was met by three bulky warriors swinging their clubs and axes almost in unison at the Kru'll native, who pierced one of the the men through his machete before being tackled to the ground by the others. The fighting was fierce and desperate at close quarters.

Alexis on the other hand tried to keep her assailants at bay with the combination of shield and long sword until one of the warriors threw himself at the blade impaling himself on the cold hard metal and holding it trapped inside his bowels as the others clubbed furiously at her shield arm and side.

Alexis twisted her blade to ensure that his sacrifice was his final one before she had to eventually let go.

While the other attackers send blow after painful blow at her already highly abused side, she found her dagger at her belt. Hardly a good weapon to battle two furious club-wielding opponents, but really, she wasn’t in the position to be picky.

Well, kind of. There were plenty of weapons lying around now, having lost their owners in this never-ending onslaught. If she could only get to them.

She took a leap back as far away from the swinging clubs as her dwindling reserves of strength allowed and threw her dagger at jugular of her adversary to the right. Then she desperately dashed for the closest weapon she could see.

With his machete near useless in such close quarters, he let it go in order to grapple his foes and show them the error of wrestling against a healthy Kru’ll.
Not only was he fueled with anger towards these slaver cannibals, but a part of him wanted to prove he was back after Aquilo.
The first man learned this quickly as he grappled Tarmen, bringing a hand too close to his face only to cry out. The look of rage was interrupted by the bit of meat Tarmen had tore off being spat back in its owners face, causing a mix of surprise and disgust that allowed Tarmen to jab a thumb into his eye and yank his foe from him.
The man now howling in agony, Tarmen had little time to revel in his victory as the second warrior came upon him, having retrieved an axe and swinging with trained chaos to end this nuisance.