[center][h2][color=BurlyWood]Cedar.[/color][/h2][/center]

Cedar was almost too invested in Fluke's little jabs that the true meaning of the last part he said almost went unnoticed. Cedar took another step forward, did a strange, jerky double-take step as he realized what Fluke said, and whirled around to face the Nox (though his shoulders scraped against the narrow alley walls). It took him a second to see it - he almost mistook it for a shadow until its eyes opened.

[color=BurlyWood]"I've got eyes on the Nox,"[/color] Cedar said, the tension in his voice subtly suppressed. [color=BurlyWood]"It's going for an armadillo, so I'm going to take a jab. I'm... not sure if I'll need backup or if Ruskali has anymore around, though."[/color]

As he spoke, he drew his shortened halberd from his back. For a second the spike on the rear end of the head poked him in the back and he stifled a yelp. Well, it was as good a time as any to do some on-the-job weapons training. 

He almost hesitated as Archer's words on his weapon earlier came back to him - [color=C2EC2C][i]'That one's not much against the Nox alone, but [/i]horrors[i] should be terrified of ya.'[/i][/color] Well, it wasn't a horror yet, but maybe he could lightly wound it or something. He wasn't certain if Nox really worked like that or how much the weapon did to Nox alone, but surely it wouldn't hurt to at least try it out. Cedar readied himself, gripping his weapon hard, then jabbed forward with the spear head of his weapon, trying to intercept the Nox on its path towards the armadillo while also keeping his distance.