The hulking knight was forced to raise his hammer in defence, even as the very armour iced up. As a situation, it was untenable; he could barely move, yet a failed defence would see his head caved in. Except--

As Gerard had known, this monster was known for his strength. Even with the constraints on his leverage, the sheer lack of momentum, he somehow found the force to break Nico's ice, hammer raised to guard. And, just as swiftly, swung, with a laughing, "And why does that make [i]you[/i] any better?"

For all the mercenary's grandstanding, and even the lack of pain in his voice, it was clear that [i]something[/i] was wrong. His balance was stilted, an attempt being made to avoid [i]any[/i] movement along one leg. The ice that hadn't been broken had done its work.

[@HereComesTheSnow]

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The curse monsters could hardly be considered fast opponents. They were slow, lumbering. But they [i]weren't[/i] oblivious, some spiteful awareness of the normal people around them guiding their actions. In Fanilly's case, an unexpected kick as it slowly turned to track her. Renar... well, he was hardly being subtle, and it fortunately seemed they were none too bright: one corpulent fist, swung wide round in response to his charge. Unfortunately for both of them, there was still the small issue of their sheer size and reach to contend with.

[@VitaVitaAR][@Psyker Landshark][@Crimson Paladin]