[Rearing Stallion] What You Lookin' At? [Zefiel]

[Leviathan]

Four knights, two knights. What did it matter. Zefiel felt an intense sobering sensation, like everything made sense visually, yet time slowed down. His arm felt a pain. Serious pain. The arm that had thrown the knife, which was flung harmlessly away from any target the Akalak hoped for, had been severed. Not stabbed, not cut, but completely severed. The knight directly in front of him had enough of this. Blood sprayed, the Akalak screamed in agony as he realized now, perhaps even regret losing control, neither brother would be pleased with this now. The severed arm was followed up by a sword blade piercing through Zefiel's chest, between the ribs, right into the diaphragm. His breathing stopped, then be passed out. Chimes later, he would be declared dead. Brutal death, but a rampaging Akalak could not be negotiated with, except in death. The body was immediately taken from there, both on duty and the off duty knights worked to restore peace. Nobody important had died, only the wicked had been slain. Justice prevailed, as was the norm with the Knights. OOCDead