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[@Samreaper] Menzai [@FunnyGuy] Wendel [@Potter] Arya [@Oso] Bastion[/center]
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[b][i][color=gold][center]The deck of the Stormrider became a warzone in moments.

One of the crimson-hooded assailants, dragged forward like a doll on a string by Bastion’s Titan Chain, never stood a chance. As the warforged’s ice-forged blade cleaved down with unstoppable force, it split through fabric, flesh, and armor alike. The masked figure dropped—lifeless—his body twitching only once before going still in a pool of cold mist and blood.

Another hooded enemy staggered as Arya’s volley of arrows struck true—one embedding in the thigh, the next in the shoulder. While not fatal, they forced the attacker back, movements disrupted and slower now. Her protective positioning near civilians kept others safe, and Gears, urged behind her, complied without question, ducking down to shield the nearest bystanders.

Wendel’s brave—if clumsy—charge had nearly ended in disaster. His first strike was deflected with ease, and the counter kick had left him dazed and humiliated on the floor. But Menzai’s timely intervention changed everything.

The wolf’s blur of motion, backed by tactical clarity, turned the tide. One assassin was killed outright as Menzai rammed the blade deep into their chest, and moments later, he dispatched a second with a vicious upward stab to the face—a lavender spark bursting on impact. Both bodies collapsed where they stood.

Three dead now.

But not without cost.

Blood ran freely from Menzai’s shoulder where a blade had bitten in deep, and the scorch of magic still licked at his nerves. Yet he stood tall, howling across the chaos to guide the civilians to safety behind Bastion and Arya’s line.

The remaining five assassins sprang into motion. Their stillness was shattered now that surprise had been lost.
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- One engaged Arya, charging through her volley, blade flashing toward her side in an effort to disrupt her archery.

- One closed in on Bastion, trying to flank him while he was focused on the body at his feet, sword raised high for a crushing downward blow.

- Two moved toward on Menzai, recognizing the danger he posed after watching him fell two of their own.

- The final one moved toward Wendel with his sword, seeking to attack the wounded dwarf and ensure no retaliation.

[center]But these were not mere thugs. They adapted, they read their battlefield, and now they moved to retaliate.

The tide had only just begun to turn.

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