[quote=@rush99999] "Honestly, menacing an old man like that" Durwith said as he prepared to fend off more attacks "Don't you Mercer bastards have anything better to do?".
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The Mercers said nothing in reply, the third of their ranks moving to flank him. Durwith's axe had cut any smiles form their face, metaphorically, and it seemed that some more literal cutting was in their future. The fight was no longer a game, it seemed.

Durwith found that luck smiled upon him, though, as the Mercer tripped over himself and fell to the ground. The other two pressed their attack, blades flashing in the low lamplight, but the street thugs could not penetrate the chain mail with their blades.