I watched as the longswordsman climbed up the chest of the rock golem, using its body to hide himself from our attackers that were no doubt watching us from the outside.
I wondered if he would be instantly taken out by a throwing knife the moment he appeared but I decided not to ask and just watch for now.
He used the golem's chest as leverage to boost himself up to hang on the golem's shoulder before pausing there for a moment, as though he was waiting for something.
Right as I was wondering if he got cold feet, he pulled himself up onto the golem's shoulder with enough force to send him flying upwards.
He even kicked his foot back to launch himself further by using the golem's shoulder as a springboard and I saw him soar towards the treeline with that single leap.
Several knives immediately pierced through the space that he had been moments ago, missing him by mere inches as he sailed through the air.
