S'demyx' axe flipped end over end and landed in the dirt a few feet away. Desmond flexed his hands. The left was still weak. No matter, he would use it one handed. He picked it up ran strode over to help.
Delwyn's targe was coming apart. He could see it was in two pieces already as the axe went up and over the Roegaedyn's head. Desmond flanked the giant as just as the enemy raised the axe to it's maximum height, he swung his own axe horizontally with all the strength he could manage with one arm.
"Eeyaaargh!" he cried as he brought the ax around and planted it it the Roegaedyn's side.Â
The Bandit dropped his axe. It clattered to the dirt behind him. Putting one hand on the axe coming out of his midsection, he turned to face his attacker. Desmond let go of the handle and stared up at the him.
There was a moment of stillness before the Roegaedyn put his hands around Desmond's throat, picking him up, clear off the ground.
Delwyn's targe was coming apart. He could see it was in two pieces already as the axe went up and over the Roegaedyn's head. Desmond flanked the giant as just as the enemy raised the axe to it's maximum height, he swung his own axe horizontally with all the strength he could manage with one arm.
"Eeyaaargh!" he cried as he brought the ax around and planted it it the Roegaedyn's side.Â
The Bandit dropped his axe. It clattered to the dirt behind him. Putting one hand on the axe coming out of his midsection, he turned to face his attacker. Desmond let go of the handle and stared up at the him.
There was a moment of stillness before the Roegaedyn put his hands around Desmond's throat, picking him up, clear off the ground.
