I felt the force of a Drakoshi slam into my Shield at full charge, With Nerissa supporting my back I didn't budge.
The slight slope of the terrain also negated a great portion of their height advantage. The Drakoshi raised its large axe to bring down upon me, but I acted faster. With speedy thrust, the spear I was holding passed through its neck without resistance. Another stab then caught its eye as Nerissa followed up.
The ugly thing fell and another took its place immediately, I thrust out, catching it through the chest. Not enough to put it down. However another spear lodged itself deep within its head. A thrown spear, a spear I recognised. It disappeared a moment later, most likely to Skaja's hand.
After that things turned into a blur for a while. My attention became transfixed on what was in front of me. Drakoshi after Drakoshi. Unarmoured, armoured, unarmoured. Over and over and over.
