Erekez was in trouble now. He noticed the Waveguard's colour on the man approaching the warehouse. Unsure of whether he had been spotted of not, Erekez lowered his bow. That wasn't the problem at the moment. The problem was the arrow that was still embedded in the head of the slaver he had killed. As far as Erekez saw, he was the only one with a bow, and he didn't believe for even the briefest moment that the Waveguard would accept the explanation that one of the slavers had killed one of their own. 'Murder' was a tricky one to label under any justice system. Erekez had killed first to prevent any harm that was almost guaranteed to come to the young Kelvic had he not got the slavers' attention. Most justice systems didn't see the bigger picture, only the immediate act that had been committed. Erekez was not willing to face the possibility of execution. So he was now only able to attack in self-defence. But above all, he needed to retrieve that arrow. Two men ran out of the warehouse. It was time to get creative. Looking at Laioath, Erekez gestured towards the Waveguard as he drew closer, ever so slowly. What Laioath did now was his own doing, nothing that Erekez could be held accountable for. Tightening his grip on his bow, Erekez rushed from his cover. Turning his bow side-on, Erekez swung with both hands, feeling the limb of his bow connect with the first of the slavers' head. His bow held strong, not wanting to give. It was almost as if it hadn't registered being used as a club. Composite was definitely worth the extra gold. It's a good bow, I like this bow. The first grunted, once when he was hit, and again as he hit the floor, alerting the second if the first one hadn't already done so. Erekez let go of his bow with his right hand and brought it back round, taking the second slaver by surprise at the move, and hitting him in the throat. He hated leaving them alive. No doubt they would come back in a second for revenge, but he hated the idea of execution more. With one possibly unconscious, and the other having trouble breathing, the Waveguard could be left to deal with them. The noises inside took up more of his attention, the predominant one being the roar followed by struggles. Issuing to Laioath, Erekez ran inside, just briefly glancing over his shoulder at the guard. He might see him inside. |