[ There's only so much fighting he can do with what he's had to hand: borrowed weapons picked up from bodies or abandoned as others flee, added to the hidden blade in the gauntlet at his wrist. He's had to use every trick in the book to keep ahead of the shadows that swarm out of fissures in the ground, fighting a path through towards the closest high ground.
He finds himself on the same remains of the column as another man, surveying the chaos as people run, trying to get away from the dark tide. Glancing away, if only briefly, is something of a relief when the other man speaks. ]
fractured arena, part ii
He finds himself on the same remains of the column as another man, surveying the chaos as people run, trying to get away from the dark tide. Glancing away, if only briefly, is something of a relief when the other man speaks. ]
Are you planning to go up and out?