“Are you mad?” Voltu groaned. Fellow turned to her then looked back at the opposing force, dying to at least hold his sword up from the floor. Lumni's dour commands could only prevent her group stepping back for so long, and with the Slayers seconds away from clashing, they took their much-needed shift backwards and pinned themselves against the wall. The fearless archer stood alone, well in front of everyone else. “Here they come!” Fellow exhaled, bracing to see his new friend taken to the floor in a bloody mess in an instant. Lumni shut her lids tightly, hoping that her faith and trust would come through. The closest Slayer blade reached forward at her face, followed by reinforcements. Her death would have been quick but full of pain, if it weren't for one anxious Shaman raising the bric
