AN ACCOUNT OF THE FALLWith a great swing of his Anãrren sword, Killian clove straight through the first of his attackers with his typical slip-strike before the blade lodged into the shoulder of another. The man’s scream was lost in the chaos of the battle, even as three others leapt forward to answer their companion’s cry. Killian muttered a curse under his breath as he tugged on his blade, but it refused to dislodge itself from the last victim’s shoulder.
Still maintaining a grip on his hilt, Killian sidestepped a new attack from a simple hand scythe. Then he lunged forward to trap the man’s elbow between his chest and left arm. At the same time, he lashed out with a kick to the attacker’s midsection followed by a stomp to the side of the man’s knee. Finally, with a sharp twist of his t
