The metallic ring of swords meeting echoes off the walls of the concrete cavern as Angel closes with two of the assassins, and then a louder clang as he sends one spinning backward to rebound off the hood of the limousine. Spike dodges a knife thrown at his throat, seizes his attacker's wrist, pivots on his heel with the momentum of the blow, and uses the assassin's arm to block another descending blade.
In the tighter huddle around Lord Vayan, Gunn and two of the younger guards are hitting a rhythm of parry and counterstrike, keeping the closer attackers at bay – but just barely. An axe blade made of what looks like black glass swings high over Gunn's unprotected head –
The assassin with the glass axe falls, with a crossbow quarrel protruding from his eye. Andrew reloads quickly and stands ready again.
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Date: 2009-03-25 07:59 pm (UTC)In the tighter huddle around Lord Vayan, Gunn and two of the younger guards are hitting a rhythm of parry and counterstrike, keeping the closer attackers at bay – but just barely. An axe blade made of what looks like black glass swings high over Gunn's unprotected head –
The assassin with the glass axe falls, with a crossbow quarrel protruding from his eye. Andrew reloads quickly and stands ready again.