Under the moon, their opponents seemed even more ghastly and horrific had they been concealed by the night or illuminated by the sun. Horns and baleful eyes glowed and their crude iron weapons faintly glinted. Cyrdic caught a look within their ranks and saw a Norscan that was more Crab than man, having absconded with normal weaponry and waving his pincers menacingly. They were surrounded, though Sigmar gave a small blessing and made the enemy party so huge they could not all see what was stopping their progress down the walls. 

Cyrdic's blade met a Norscan's shortsword in a loud ring of steel. The Ostlander kicked at the barbarian's shin and buckled his opponent. The Norscan lost his head before he let go of his blade, his neck spurting blood. Cyrdic shoved the body aside and swung wildly, taking an Ungor's snout off and finding purchase into a north man's chest. He felt rough hands grabbing him from behind and a snorting grunt. Tearing away from the grip with a jerk, he lowered himself and grabbed the long knife in his boot, stabbing backwards and eviscerating a beastman. Cyrdic found his way back to Camilla, covered in blood and coughing. Quick inspection of his aching shoulder showed him that he'd been cut there without realizing it. 

Camilla's sword whipped about and stabbed like a striking serpent, her long hair hastily tied to keep from obscuring her vision. Cyrdic ducked an Axe that was meant for him, and luckily Camilla was too short for it to hit, and it swung past without finding a target. Needless to say, Cyrdic's blade did not miss. Camilla's dance of death was suddenly halted when Cyrdic scooped her up by the waist and made a leap, making it to the stairway that led down into the City. He did not go down further however, planting Camilla next to him. 

"You need to go and get help." He told her, sword out and ready for when the Chaos raider's pursued. 

Camilla looked at him as if she would stab him next. "You tink I would LEAVE YOU AGAIN!?" she screeched, hitting Cyrdic with her fist. Cyrdic caught her next fist and pulled her close. "It's not because you're a woman! YOU'RE FASTER THAN ME!" he roared, and the genuine look in his eyes spoke volumes. He was simply being pragmatic. Cyrdic had found the stairwell to get the enemy in a bottleneck, keeping them from being able to fight more than two at a time. 

"Go!"
[@Penny]