The bunch of drunks were clearly surprised by the events that had occurred. First one of there friends was killed by a single blow to the face, by a man they had thought to easily overpower. Then the girl they had thought was a pushover, pulled out a great blade and was holding it ready to attack them. This just confused them even more. Several lost their nerve right there, and ran from the spot. Still others thought to avenge their fallen friend, and converged on the pair. Two came at Bones, as they saw him as the bigger threat, and a third went for the girl, trying to take care of her and her audacity to not do as they said, and for threatening them. Any left over stayed were they were, to scared to move, but also seeing how things went, and if it went well, they might join the fray. But if it did not go well, they would turn tail and run like their other friends did before them. For now they just had the three to deal with. The men were not that well armed, one of the ones attacking Bones using a dagger, and in the case of the other one and the one after Delanie, a shortsword. But their courage was enhanced by the drinks they had earlier, and they did not seem to realize how stupid they were being. As one neared, Bones parried a blow with his gladius, and punched the man in the chest, knocking the air from his lungs. He bent over, and fell to the ground in a heap gasping for air. Luckily Bones had not struck him as hard as the other, and so he was not permanently harmed. The second one came at him soon after, though he seemed to be more skilled with his shortsword than his friend. Bones met blades with the second man, trying to fight him off. Hopefully the girl behind him was as successful with her foe, or Bones might be surprised by a foe from behind. |