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Niall could feel the speed drops to zero as he was grabbed by the large bandit. It seemed Annagan was gravely wounded, and yet not enough to kill him. Any hope of going free was squashed as the knight himself was slammed down to the ground with the sound of her metal armor grinding against dirt and rocks. However, the following hit never came. In fact, Niall could barely move aside in time as the big hammer fell beside him, having been dropped. 

Niall could stand up, but his Lance was removed from him now some distance away behind the man. Holding his shoulder with one hand and his dagger in the other, he adopted a readied stance for whatever was the come. Fortunately, that was when he saw...Luna? His companion was running towards them and would most than likely soon witness the literal [i]battlefield [/i]that happens to be Niall and Annagan's dueling grounds. The earth was turned over here and there as a result of the pwoerful hammer striking it, cracked. It probably looked like a skrimish between a dozen men happened, but it all had been only these two.

[color=firebrick] "Luna!"[/color] Niall cried to her in an exhausted, wounded voice. 
[color=firebrick]"Take care! He ingested something the Formorian gave him. I do not know what will happen..."[/color]

As for himself, Niall stood at the ready to dodge more than anything else, but he was beginning to get spent. Luna was much welcomed back up at this point.