They broke into a circle, two hanging far back. Three, including Tigdin, made probing attacks, unsure of how to proceed.
Jarrod decided for them. He feinted, threw one aside as he charged, hit another across his helmet and collapsed it sideways, dropping him in his tracks, and engaged Tigdin and his huge axe as Aever and Thron joined the fight. The other five lagging behind ran in to close the gap, yelling and shaking their weapons, encouraging each other, shouting warnings to keep distance and use space. Good soldiers; good friends.
Carter and Persephone crashed out of the sky behind the five stragglers in a freight train of murder, smashing two of them over from behind and launching up into the sky again as if off a trampoline. Tigdin, wrestling with Jarrod, stared at the pegasus and i
