"FINALLY!"
A booming laugh rang out from the hole Baston had left in the wall.
Feerah donned a silent smile and began to retreat as quickly as her half-paralyzed body would allow.
Baston, on the other hand, had shifted his full focus from the defeated Feerah to the eager, cocky new arrival. And since the new arrival had never slowed down, already charging straight for Baston, the rebel elder could only react by defending himself and returning the attack. All while doing his best to ignore the shock beginning to set in.
ZRRCH-CH-CHTANG!!
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!" Baston howled in fury and confusion.
Slapping the sword away with his gauntlets, Hathon's eccentric grin grew wider. "I can finally kill you!"
Zrrch-chtang! Ch-chtang!
With superior speed, Baston swung and thrust his sword at Hathon, relentless to keep Hathon's fists away.
