super lavitz, the hero of bahamut (gripes) wrote in emillion, |
The halberd slammed down into the Dreadguard before either of the ladies returned to the fray, once Aspel's confusion had been cleared up, and Lavitz, back on his feet, swung the weapon around, quietly noting their decision to draw it away from both him and Ari. Unwilling to let them deal with it all on their own, but keeping himself between the creature and their busy bard, he cut in next to Mag's other side.
"Welcome back," he breathed to Aspel once she'd returned to her place, coming forward to execute his own attack in hope that the ugly thing would at least stumble.
And it did. It wasn't falling to its knees, but it was clear they were on the road to finishing it off. A few more well-placed hits, and it'd go down. He tossed a look to Mag and nodded.