Post by Jordan Hielo on Jul 30, 2014 10:33:40 GMT -5
He drew back his arrow, ready to let another fly as the group headed towards him, when Veranda came down. It was rather impressive, how silent and quick she came down and lobbed off the man's head.
And with that she had attracted the attention of four of the remaining men; however, the man whom had previously been hit with an arrow still kept going, clear anger spread on his face.
Jordan drew back his arrow once more, ready to hit, when something grabbed him from behind, causing him to drop his bow and arrow. His head spun around, as the larger bandit had his dagger raised in the air, ready to impale Jordan. The elemental silently cursed to himself, knowing that it had been unlikely there would only be six of them.
But right as the man was about to bring his arrow down, Jordan turned into his elemental form. The man seemed rather surprised, but brought his dagger down anyways. Before it hit, Jordan focused his energy on his back. Suddenly, three spikes of ice ripped from his back, and into the man. The man stopped, trying to breath, before Jordan dispersed the spikes and the man fell limp.
The bandit with the arrow had stopped for the display, finally spotting the archer and his companion. But his rage grew once more as his companion dropped. The man moved forward. Jordan, picking himself off from the ground, quickly froze the man's legs and feet from the ground. The bandit tried to rid himself from the ice, but to no avail. Jordan picked up his bow and arrow, aiming before shooting the man in the head. He too became limp.
By the Gods there better not be any more, he thought to himself, placing his bow on his back and taking the man's own sword. He stepped out of the bushes, ready to aid Veranda with the four remaining men.
And with that she had attracted the attention of four of the remaining men; however, the man whom had previously been hit with an arrow still kept going, clear anger spread on his face.
Jordan drew back his arrow once more, ready to hit, when something grabbed him from behind, causing him to drop his bow and arrow. His head spun around, as the larger bandit had his dagger raised in the air, ready to impale Jordan. The elemental silently cursed to himself, knowing that it had been unlikely there would only be six of them.
But right as the man was about to bring his arrow down, Jordan turned into his elemental form. The man seemed rather surprised, but brought his dagger down anyways. Before it hit, Jordan focused his energy on his back. Suddenly, three spikes of ice ripped from his back, and into the man. The man stopped, trying to breath, before Jordan dispersed the spikes and the man fell limp.
The bandit with the arrow had stopped for the display, finally spotting the archer and his companion. But his rage grew once more as his companion dropped. The man moved forward. Jordan, picking himself off from the ground, quickly froze the man's legs and feet from the ground. The bandit tried to rid himself from the ice, but to no avail. Jordan picked up his bow and arrow, aiming before shooting the man in the head. He too became limp.
By the Gods there better not be any more, he thought to himself, placing his bow on his back and taking the man's own sword. He stepped out of the bushes, ready to aid Veranda with the four remaining men.
