His eyes were the only thing that happened to respond to his command as he turned them. It was an impressive throw, that one. Almost twenty meters out and the the enemy still threw it in their battered condition. He would have hailed the person that threw the spear at him, but that was only if he was going to survive it. Another quick glance and he saw that the spear was headed for his solar plexus, his chest.
At least, let him just look at Daciana's sorry face as she cried out for him.
Melvin was about to accept his fate when the spear remained suspended in the air in front of him. He thought that time had stopped but he saw that the fighting continued around him. The spear fell and he turned to look at Daciana but she wasn't there again.
"Daciana?" Melvin asked himself in disbelie
