After mangling the Mage, Robert ran up to him and drove a rapier through his heart, shortly before being accosted by the remaining fighter. The fighting was already pretty brutal, with Dorisma having a nasty day with punching and Robert taking a slash quite bravely. As I was alarmed at the incursion, I drew out another one of my knives taking aim as I... I chucked my Dragonsteel knife at the fighter. Right before throwing the knife, I had an odd vision that I had already thrown the thing, leading to me releasing the knife too early. I actually physically cringed and rubbed my chin, the fighter's armour proving too thick for my powerless knife, reappearing in my hand still warm. It did leave a few sparks that scorched the fighter's face as he tried to figure out what happened, but I seriously hoped someone else had a plan.