Sir Osis
This was ranked among the dumbest ideas he had ever had, and considering what his youth had been like, that was saying a lot. There was no reasonable decision but to go through with it. Sir Osis grabbed the hammer and lunged to a bandit who had his back turned to him. He slammed the hammer against the bandit’s neck, and he dropped to the ground. If you wanted a high pay-off, sometimes you had to take risks.
Seeing his efforts, one of the guards jumped on a bandit, and another ran to the weapon pile. The latter was shot before he was within fifteen feet of it, but it was admirable teamwork, nonetheless. If any of the others had taken his que, Sir Osis did not know, as he had started to go after one of the archers. He knew attacking one of the spearmen would have crossed the line from risky to suicidal, but there was little an archer could do to him if he could not draw his bow. Stunned, the archer attempted to draw a dagger, but when Sir Osis hit his arm with the hammer, the archer dropped it. Unable to do little else against the madman, the archer grabbed Sir Osis’s neck and gripped it with all his strength. Sir Osis continued to hit him repeatedly with the hammer until, finally, the chokehold around his neck loosened. Then Sir Osis felt something penetrate his body and had just enough time to look down to see a spear through his abdomen before he fell over. It felt to him as if he laid on the damp road for eons until sweet Death came for him.
Seeing his efforts, one of the guards jumped on a bandit, and another ran to the weapon pile. The latter was shot before he was within fifteen feet of it, but it was admirable teamwork, nonetheless. If any of the others had taken his que, Sir Osis did not know, as he had started to go after one of the archers. He knew attacking one of the spearmen would have crossed the line from risky to suicidal, but there was little an archer could do to him if he could not draw his bow. Stunned, the archer attempted to draw a dagger, but when Sir Osis hit his arm with the hammer, the archer dropped it. Unable to do little else against the madman, the archer grabbed Sir Osis’s neck and gripped it with all his strength. Sir Osis continued to hit him repeatedly with the hammer until, finally, the chokehold around his neck loosened. Then Sir Osis felt something penetrate his body and had just enough time to look down to see a spear through his abdomen before he fell over. It felt to him as if he laid on the damp road for eons until sweet Death came for him.
