Aeotha knew there was only so much she could do armed with only her staff, especially against a much stronger man armed with a sword. When he came at her again she slapped the staff against his hands and his sword fell into the grass. She whipped the staff around and met his temple with the brass capped end of her quarterstaff. He fell into the grass and was trying to gather himself when it happened. The light, the noise of it was enough to turn both of their heads. Aeotha's mouth fell open at the sight, and the man gave a yell. Both of them were pinned there watching, but once it was over it was Aeotha who moved first. She slapped the blade down again, even as the man tried to get to his feet. No time. Her hand was slick on the staff now, slicked with her own blood, but she had fought in worse conditions.
A terrible desert. The nightmares of the underdark. In the pouring rain on the hot plains. Blood didn't matter. It splattered across the grass when she swung this time, but instead of hitting him across the head again she brought it down and with one fluid butting action forward she slammed the end of it to his throat. The choked gasp was enough for her. She knocked him across the chest with it and down he went. Grasping his throat. It was vile. Aeotha turned to look at Skandra, who had been laughing when the light had faded. She turned again and brought the staff down hard against the man's throat, she couldn't listen to him choke and gasp for air that would never come again.
The snap was loud enough for all of them to hear, and then the man was silent there. Silent as the light faded from his blue eyes.
Aeotha tugged the arm of her robe down and over her hand and covered the wound. Blood was soaking through it now, but it would stop. The wound couldn't have been so deep. She backed away from the body, and turned to meet Skandra. Her face was drenched in sweat, and her staff had bloody hand prints all over it, but the deed was done. She used her own robes to start wiping the blood from the staff. The only possession she had that Eibhear had given her, at least, the only really important one.