Whooosh!
The two nearest Light Warriors immediately blocked his path. The first tried to smash his head with a massive rectangular shield, while the second vigorously thrust his halberd forward, intent on impaling him.
"Too slow," Jake tutted, dodging the first's shield with a backward neck sway, and with a precise front kick, sent the second warrior and his lance flying before the blow could land.
The one who had tried to crush his head with his shield hadn't yet realized the gap in their strength and directly followed up with a second shield bash, but in reverse this time. Jake dodged indifferently as before, but this time, he slipped under the shield by pivoting on himself with elusive footwork, before driving his elbow into the soldier's plexus. The steel breastplate now funneling into the thorax of his unlucky victim, Jake didn't even bother to check the result.
