Through the swarm of beating wings and incessant shrieks, Brannor charged full-fledged with his weapon at the ready. The bats however, were far more a problem than the aspiring paladin had ever imagined them to be; the world of the cave a new, strange, mystery and all that came with it. The moment he set to strike down the stirge, which bumbled and hummed among the other creatures, the swing went awry as it easily darted out of the way. Such a sizable weapon was destructive against larger foes, felling them with its hungering edge, but something so deft as the blood-sucking monster handily dodged the blow.

Sweeping aside more of the bats, the hunter continued to track the creature, hopeful that it would soon become distracted and dispatched. After all, the others had seemingly made the glaring error of diving down to combat the rest of the group's fellows and met their end there with little time and effort. The last one, which remained aloft and harassing was just a matter of when, not if. If it so happened once that was done the tide of fluttering, furred, winged bodies was over, they could delve deeper into the cave...

[hider=Effects]
Brannor moves up to 30ft to attack the next stirge and presumably misses on a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/13282]7[/url] to hit the creature with his sword. If it provokes an attack of opportunity from him, he will take it in the hopes that he can slay the creature.[/hider]
[@Hekazu][@Ryonara][@Gordian Nought][@Lucius Cypher][@Norschtalen]