[center][h1][color=f7976a]Malkev[/color][/h1][/center]

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Malkev groaned as the beating stopped. 

[color=f7976a]"Old man..."[/color] Malkev muttered rubbing his head. He look up towards his savior. [color=f7976a]"You..."[/color] Malkev said brow furrowed. Why had this man left his companions. Had their plan failed?

Getting back to his feet, Malkev shook his head. Now was not the time for such questions. [color=f7976a]"Leave? While my people are here fighting for their home? No. I will run and hide like a coward."[/color] Malkev said proudly. 

Looking ahead, he noticed his actions appeared to have turned the tide somewhat. The civilians had taken the opportunity to attack the cultist caught up in the blinding light from crystal jade candle. They beat the cultists back, stealing what weapons they could.

[color=f7976a]"I lost my guard in the chaos."[/color] Malkev said to Jen. [color=f7976a]"Most to the crowd. The rest to attackers. As for The Kharu-Natjer's men... No idea. Supposedly they are gathering resistance at various central locations of town."[/color] 

"Kill the heathen!!!!" A cultist cried, catching Malkev's attention. The cultist pointed in Malkev's direction. His cry getting picked up by a small mob of cultists. Who proceeded to rush Malkev and Jen. Perhaps killing one of their Sightless was not the smartest move of the day...

[color=f7976a]"Son-"[/color] Malkev started, before instantly cursing himself over his own choice of words. Gods! He was becoming an old man, wasn't he? [color=f7976a]"-I may have lost my guard, but I will happily accept your protection in their stead."[/color] 

Malkev, dropped his hammer picking up a spear from one of the men Jen dropped. He leveled the spear, doing his best to look threatening, when in truth he knew not what he was doing. Fortunately though, he was fairly certain the man Jen did.