The cloaked man had thrown a warhammer into one of the beasts, definitely an improvement from a hurled mug. While he kept that one busy, Eve could focus on the other’s charge to her.
Both hunters locked eyes and snarled as they lunged at each other, mouths flared, hairs frazzled. Eve plunged her langseax into the beast’s mouth. The fletching grazed her arm as the blade sank into flesh. The creature’s momentum smashed into Eve and she fell back, langseax hilt-deep in the beast’s maw, the beast atop her.
The snarling monster choked on blood and blade as he pawed at Eve. She gripped the arrow shaft to prevent the beast’s escape. He wrenched his head back--the sword popped out and blood drooled. The beast jumped back and pawed the arrow out his mouth. With a wet bark, the beast lunged again. Eve went upon her knees and slashed across the monster’s mouth. She split off most of a canine tooth. The beast yelped from the sharp, hot pain. Nonetheless, the big boy snapped his jaws to and fro. Eve thrust her blade repeatedly at the face and eyes to keep him at bay.
With a gurgly growl, the monster jumped forth but so did. Again, both hunters locked eye contact, human snarl faced with lupine growl. Mid-air, Eve thrust her langseax into the beast’s mouth and entered the previous wound she made. Her hand went into the mouth, the langseax poked out the back of the beast’s neck. Spinal cord severed, it flopped over limply then twitched.
Eve kept her hand loose and wiggled the blade out the beast’s maw. She retrieved her bow and the arrow she had shot previously. She scanned the tavern--it seemed that most made it, though she was unsure of the other girl’s progress.
“Jericho!” Eve noticed him appear from upstairs, a little injured. Her heart throbbed and her guts swam. Without consideration for anything else, she darted towards the start of the stairs, “No survivors!?”
01-Dec-2019 01:18:01
