Roen winced when she heard the booming echo of the rifles all firing at once. She hazarded another look around the corner to see more bodies now crumpling to the ground. Single-fire muskets…they would need time to reload.
She had no time to wait--something had to be done to prevent any more bodies from hitting the ground. Thoughts flew by all at once: the time between shots fired and when it could be fired again, the group of Highlanders that had greatly diminished their numbers after being shot, their opposing gang’s leader unarmed with a cut wound, and her warning shout that called out for reinforcements. There would only be a moment’s confusion that would not last long--a very small window of opportunity if she was going to take it. And it was still a dangerous one if not utterly foolish.
I just left Broken Nose at The Gold Court. He cannot be too far behind…?
The paladin bolted to her feet and charged around the corner, rushing the Elezen dressed in ragged cotton robes. She counted on the fact that they were likely not expecting a charge--and if so not expecting a paladin. Their firearms had all just been discharged. She darted past the Highlanders that were still left standing, skidded to a stop, and instantly summoned aether, releasing a blinding flash of energy all around her.
She just needed to buy a few more seconds before they could react.
Roen bashed the Midlander that was flanking the Elezen with her shield, enough to drive him back so she could get around to the Elezen’s back, her sword still in hand. She was hoping that the wound and the flash would disorient the Elezen leader just enough for her to place herself in between the Highlander and the gunmen above, with the Elezen in between.
“Multiple targets up top!†Roen yelled toward the alley as if to order the unseen men. She knew there was no one there--no backup at all--but no one else knew. At the very least she hoped to seed some hesitation. “All of you, stand down!†She prayed to gods she did not know that soon this place would be crawling with Blades or Flames.
She just had to hold off the violence until they arrived.
She had no time to wait--something had to be done to prevent any more bodies from hitting the ground. Thoughts flew by all at once: the time between shots fired and when it could be fired again, the group of Highlanders that had greatly diminished their numbers after being shot, their opposing gang’s leader unarmed with a cut wound, and her warning shout that called out for reinforcements. There would only be a moment’s confusion that would not last long--a very small window of opportunity if she was going to take it. And it was still a dangerous one if not utterly foolish.
I just left Broken Nose at The Gold Court. He cannot be too far behind…?
The paladin bolted to her feet and charged around the corner, rushing the Elezen dressed in ragged cotton robes. She counted on the fact that they were likely not expecting a charge--and if so not expecting a paladin. Their firearms had all just been discharged. She darted past the Highlanders that were still left standing, skidded to a stop, and instantly summoned aether, releasing a blinding flash of energy all around her.
She just needed to buy a few more seconds before they could react.
Roen bashed the Midlander that was flanking the Elezen with her shield, enough to drive him back so she could get around to the Elezen’s back, her sword still in hand. She was hoping that the wound and the flash would disorient the Elezen leader just enough for her to place herself in between the Highlander and the gunmen above, with the Elezen in between.
“Multiple targets up top!†Roen yelled toward the alley as if to order the unseen men. She knew there was no one there--no backup at all--but no one else knew. At the very least she hoped to seed some hesitation. “All of you, stand down!†She prayed to gods she did not know that soon this place would be crawling with Blades or Flames.
She just had to hold off the violence until they arrived.
