[There's a blinding flash of light, and the fissure carved in the ground where Percival had been standing runs deep - the earth it reveals is nothing but indiscernible darkness. Particles spread like ash through the air; the shot from above had nearly evaporated everyone beneath, friend or foe.
Takasugi hardly notices it for the flash of red suddenly at his side.
His first step is away, but he doesn't question much needed aid. As Percy strikes high, Takasugi darts low, dipping beneath and past the man's position to cut through an orc-like creature with its ax raised.
Behind, the older man has grabbed his maimed companion to drag him over the muck of the battlefield towards the forest. When they disappear from sight, it isn't into the trees, but rolling smoke.
There's no confirming their escape, only buying them as much time as possible.
With no line to speak of, the advancing army begins to surround the two stragglers, at least two dozen in number, and all erratically leaping towards them. Takasugi cuts down one advance after another, but they won't filter in one by one for long.]
We're leaving-! [He gives the order without looking over his shoulder, outstretched arm the only indication of who he's talking to. They'll need to rush through; Takasugi turns and charges, sword raised to carve them a path.
The first creature in their way goes down with a single slice. The second catches him with his spear, cutting through his coat and his upper arm, leaving mud caked and mingling with fresh blood. Takasugi swipes for the monster, but his swing is erratic - it only bats his attacker away.]
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Takasugi hardly notices it for the flash of red suddenly at his side.
His first step is away, but he doesn't question much needed aid. As Percy strikes high, Takasugi darts low, dipping beneath and past the man's position to cut through an orc-like creature with its ax raised.
Behind, the older man has grabbed his maimed companion to drag him over the muck of the battlefield towards the forest. When they disappear from sight, it isn't into the trees, but rolling smoke.
There's no confirming their escape, only buying them as much time as possible.
With no line to speak of, the advancing army begins to surround the two stragglers, at least two dozen in number, and all erratically leaping towards them. Takasugi cuts down one advance after another, but they won't filter in one by one for long.]
We're leaving-! [He gives the order without looking over his shoulder, outstretched arm the only indication of who he's talking to. They'll need to rush through; Takasugi turns and charges, sword raised to carve them a path.
The first creature in their way goes down with a single slice. The second catches him with his spear, cutting through his coat and his upper arm, leaving mud caked and mingling with fresh blood. Takasugi swipes for the monster, but his swing is erratic - it only bats his attacker away.]