Dodging Saeth’s dagger, the Rahib struck the elf with his mace, knocking her backwards. Despite being caught off guard and now facing two opponents, the Ylari did not seem to be intimidated in the least.
Suddenly, a dark-hooded head poked up from the small stairway leading to the tiny room up the stairs. Eyes widening, the Siswa emerged and swiftly drew his scimitar. Closing the gap between himself and the combatants with startlingly speed. Silently, ferociously, he raised his sword and lashed out.
He swung at the Rahib!
Saeth stepped forward to grapple the spellcaster again, but stepped back as the new combatant entered the fray. Her eyes opened wide as she realized his target; who’s side was he on? She threw the dagger she drew her blade, ready to fend off either or both of them as necessary.
Surrounded on all sides, the Rahib’s eyes glistened with madness as he continued to fight.
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The pain the gouge didn’t register to the young priest as a mixture of adrenalin and endorphines dampened the effects. His silent yelp lost in the aura of silence that encircled him. He wildly wanked his shield round trying to compensate for the beasts unexpected speed and furiosity. It was proving difficult to get a clear blow in and he was considering backing toward the door to get a better defensive position when the pressure on his shield ceased. He lowed his shield a fraction and saw Feldard had come to aid him.
Maruc nodded his thanks and taking the opportunity as the panther turned away to swing his flail round in a low arc toward its flank. His attack succeeded in drawing its attention back away from the dwarf, saving him from being attacked by both of the vicious animals.
Feldard being watchful, kept his attention moving… injured cat, pouncing cat, statue… He swung his axe up and around to meet the charge of the attacking uninjured cat. Hopefully, the hindquarter injury would slow up the other cat enough that Maruc could better deal with it. The ferocity of the cats attack was impressive as was it’s speed and the dwarf was hard pressed to hold his own. His armor protected him from the beast’s sharp claws, and he was able to strike a wicked axe-blow on the thing.
The enraged, wounded panther leapt at him, sinking its teeth partially into the dwarf’s shoulder. Feldard pulled back and spun, bringing the axe in a swift arc directly into the cat’s head, chopping it apart. Looking up, Feldard noticed the mage, who had been bravely, if ineffectively, poking his staff toward the panther trying to aid the warrior as best he could.
Meanwhile, Maruc continued to engage the other panther in a one-on-one defensive struggle. The panther had been getting increasingly frustrated as his claws and teeth kept being deflected by Maruc’s steely defensive.