Bear is the one fighting two men. He wields his enormous broadsword with superhuman strength. One of his opponents fends off a blow with his cutlass and the fine blade breaks in half with a chiming sound under the force of Bear’s blow. The other guy lands a cut on Bear’s side, slashing through the leather armor, spraying blood.
The first man throws away the useless remnants of his sword and draws a dagger, but I get there by then. He sees me, so I can’t stab him in the back, but he turns, leaving Bear with only one opponent.
I have to concentrate on defense with everything I have. He is even better than I feared, and I only manage to fend off his attacks because he’s limping and can’t seem to use his left arm. Still, I have no chance in hell of wounding him. But this was the plan all alo
