Suzy’s Strange Saga
With as much strength as you can, you pull the spear from the man’s grasp. It puts you a little off balance, which is enough for the man with his other hand to swing his with the knife and plunge it into your foot before pulling it out again.
You scream in pain and lose complete balance and fall to the floor dropping your spear.
Jack has recovered by this point to help, but the man sits up and throws his knife into Jack’s stomach. Jack falls to the floor, dropping his axe and stopped from being able to help you.
Meanwhile you’re attempting to recover from your wounded foot, and sit up just in time to see the man stagger and stumble over to pick up the spear. Upon seeing how severely wounded Jack is, and your own injury you begin to panic. Not enough to run, but also not enough to make the best decisions.
You limp over to the man in an attempt to cave his head in with the shield, but thanks to your foot, you aren’t really the fastest. The man dodges your attempt by falling back to the floor, but with the spear now in his hand, from his prone position he manages to thrust it into your side.
You cry out and fall. The agony of your wounds is overwhelming now and you can barely stand it. Actually you can’t stand it at all and your body feels like it’s going into shock, like all the energy is leaving you.
You weakly attempt to put your shield up to defend yourself when you see the man hover above you, but you don’t have the strength just tears. He knocks the shield aside and finishes you off by spearing your throat.
You scream in pain and lose complete balance and fall to the floor dropping your spear.
Jack has recovered by this point to help, but the man sits up and throws his knife into Jack’s stomach. Jack falls to the floor, dropping his axe and stopped from being able to help you.
Meanwhile you’re attempting to recover from your wounded foot, and sit up just in time to see the man stagger and stumble over to pick up the spear. Upon seeing how severely wounded Jack is, and your own injury you begin to panic. Not enough to run, but also not enough to make the best decisions.
You limp over to the man in an attempt to cave his head in with the shield, but thanks to your foot, you aren’t really the fastest. The man dodges your attempt by falling back to the floor, but with the spear now in his hand, from his prone position he manages to thrust it into your side.
You cry out and fall. The agony of your wounds is overwhelming now and you can barely stand it. Actually you can’t stand it at all and your body feels like it’s going into shock, like all the energy is leaving you.
You weakly attempt to put your shield up to defend yourself when you see the man hover above you, but you don’t have the strength just tears. He knocks the shield aside and finishes you off by spearing your throat.
