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Two men rushed him while the other stood back aiming an arrow at him. The captain stood in the back watching with his lips pursed in disappointment. The two men tackled him into a tree one of them actually landing a blow to his next leg but he was ready, he waited until the perfect time to bite the left guys shirt and pull him into the fire of the arrow that the third had fired. Our own guy shot an arrow through another ally landing it straight threw the heart!!! The other one of course kept wailing on his legs and with a loud crack we knew SOMETHING broke! The target just GRINNED and kneed the guy in the gut with his broken leg bone! He clung to the tree for balance as he continuously stabbed him to his death and then he turned for our bowman. And looking like an undead creature coming back from the dead he stood there and stared at him with eyes of the devil himself. We all thought it was over, both his legs were broken, you could definitely tell he couldn’t move. He was slumped over and his legs were shaking looking like they’d give out at any moment, heck on further inspection with legs like that he shouldn’t even be able to stand! But yet he stood there staring at our last solider on the battlefield. And with a strong unfaltering voice he simply mocks us, “aw~ that’s cute~ wanna try that again sweetheart~? Or~ are you to scared to~?” Our bow man aimed and shot, he hit him in the shoulder. He did not fall, he even took a step closer which made us wish and hope he fell, but he didn’t. The bowman raised another arrow and shot, it hit his abdomen, but his grin only grew wider. “Aw~ your shots not working~? Hm~ are you truly that scared of a dead man?” He shot again this time he missed the shot. And yet another step was taken, and with each step his bones cracked and became more and more broken. One bone even started slicing through his flesh. And yet he did not fall. The bowman eventually decided he had enough. He grabbed his dagger and stepped towards our target. But before he could stab through the mans flesh the man had flicked his own broken arm into his mouth and stabbed straight into our bowman’s Throat! And with that last ditch movement they both fell down. Even our captain looked terrified.

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Two men rushed him while the other stood back aiming an arrow at him. The captain stood in the back watching with his lips pursed in disappointment. The two men tackled him into a tree one of them actually landing a blow to his next leg but he was ready, he waited until the perfect time to bite the left guys shirt and pull him into the fire of the arrow that the third had fired. Our own guy shot an arrow through another ally landing it straight threw the heart!!! The other one of course kept wailing on his legs and with a loud crack we knew SOMETHING broke! The target just GRINNED and kneed the guy in the gut with his broken leg bone! He clung to the tree for balance as he continuously stabbed him to his death and then he turned for our bowman. And looking like an undead creature coming back from the dead he stood there and stared at him with eyes of the devil himself. We all thought it was over, both his legs were broken, you could definitely tell he couldn’t move. He was slumped over and his legs were shaking looking like they’d give out at any moment, heck on further inspection with legs like that he shouldn’t even be able to stand! But yet he stood there staring at our last solider on the battlefield. And with a strong unfaltering voice he simply mocks us, “aw~ that’s cute~ wanna try that again sweetheart~? Or~ are you to scared to~?” Our bow man aimed and shot, he hit him in the shoulder. He did not fall, he even took a step closer which made us wish and hope he fell, but he didn’t. The bowman raised another arrow and shot, it hit his abdomen, but his grin only grew wider. “Aw~ your shots not working~? Hm~ are you truly that scared of a dead man?” He shot again this time he missed the shot. And yet another step was taken, and with each step his bones cracked and became more and more broken. One bone even started slicing through his flesh. And yet he did not fall. The bowman eventually decided he had enough. He grabbed his dagger and stepped towards our target. But before he could stab through the mans flesh the man had flicked his own broken arm into his mouth and stabbed straight into our bowman’s Throat! And with that last ditch movement they both fell down. Even our captain looked terrified.