My head snaps back and I stumble. My helmet is now slightly dented from Jerus’s blow, and one of the eye pieces is no longer flowing red, giving a lopsided appearance.
Seeing the opening, I rush in to attack Stoneheart with both of my blades spinning. He was strong, but I was fast. Hopefully that would be enough to catch him off balance and hit something valuable.
I climb back through the debris and shattered glass to look out at the battle outside in the plaza. I grit my blood stained teeth in anger. Stoneheart again. At least he was directing his fury on the rebels now.