[center][h2][sub][i][color=lightblue]Nicholas[/color][/i][/sub][/h2][/center]
[sub][sub][h3][i]Unknown Location - [color=green]500 HP[/color] - 2/6 Stamina[/i][/h3][/sub][/sub]
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Had he been right? The creature certainly didn't seem like the same kind of pushover as the others at least.
Where Nicholas' blade surely would have found its target and ended the fight against the other Faceless, this one was more careful to watch its back - literally - and save its own neck - also literally. The block was so quick and powerful Nicholas was taken completely by surprise and could do little to counter it before he was sent back into the priestess behind him.

They were right - they had little hope of defeating this thing on their own, taking turns at trying to smite it. All they'd do would be wearing themselves out, and Nicholas already felt himself getting weaker, his left arm twitching under the armor. It was shameful how quickly he was tiring today but denying it when he knew it to be true was stupid.
It was simple: He had to do his part while he could. And his role was clear, at least to him.

As the other two mounted their attacks on their small opponent, he had a second to see the valiant effort the rest of the group put up against the giant. They were more effective against it than he thought possible and he could respect their strength and coordination, but he was still convinced - or at least hopeful - that his enemy was the key to ending all of this.

With these thoughts to fuel his conviction, Nicholas put away his bastard sword, drew his short sword and threw himself at the Faceless. He passed Fiona and his initial attack would be aimed at the being's neck from the side but despite putting a fair bit of momentum into the strike, it wasn't his primary goal to actually kill it. No, what he really wanted to do was draw its attention and put himself into close melee range, just where Marcus had been a minute prior. The almost-bald man had been hard-pressed to hold his ground against it despite considerable skill but Nicholas had a shield to aid him in his defense. All his partners needed for victory was an opening, somebody to circle their enemy and force it to spread its defense too thin. He would block and attack quickly, without much strength behind his own strikes and with any luck, he wouldn't have to keep that up for too long.