Kael forced himself to stand, his enhanced constitution dulling the pain. Voss and Garrick advanced, their eyes burning with fury. Evelyne hung back, inscribing another rune, her sword glowing brighter.
Kael's gaze flicked to Dorian, who stood at the edge of the clearing, his golden armor gleaming. The Lvl 16 noble had watched the fight with a smirk, his arms folded, confident in his guards' superiority.
But now, as Isolde's body lay still and Voss's shield lay in ruins, that smirk faltered. His eyes narrowed, a flicker of unease breaking through his arrogance.
Kael seized an opening. He charged Voss, feinting left before diving right. The Shieldbearer swung, missing by inches. Kael slid under his arm, grabbing Isolde's fallen dagger from the ground. He spun, hurling it at Garrick.
The blade struck the Crimson Knight's thigh, sinking deep. Garrick laughed, ripping it out, but the distraction was enough.
