Tegwaret scrambled back, dodging one particularly well-aimed bill to the groin as well as the wide batting wings of the other.
"Gah! No...I...bastard!" As his tried to dismiss this awkward behaviour and fight off the impending embarrassment of being attacked off-guard by ducks, a rather pointed pill jabbed into his arm, breaking the skin. Without a second thought, Tegwaret grabbed the neck of the duck and swinging it around to bash against the other. Seeing the change of power, the ducks honked and sqwacked, hopping in their flightless way back to the river as fast as they had appeared.
"That's right, fowl, run away..." Tegwaret called off his a slightly self-aware bravado as he stood and brushed the dirt off and noticed his light wound.