nekrataal0
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Tired as Jex was, when the basilisks came, he knew he needed to fight harder or perish. He was glad his father had trained him well. Being a dark elf was great in the dark, but his father had trained him to fight blindfolded as well. Jex closed his eyes and waited for the charging basilisk. When it was almost too close, he jumped out of the way, claymore arcing outward at the beast. He felt the tug of the blade as it connected with his target. Using all of his might, he twisted the blade and pushed harder before pulling it out. Luck was with him with that strike, as the mighty claymore had pierced the beast right at the base of its skull, turning the inside of its head to mush. Jex hoped that the other two would be as lucky as he had been.
No sooner had he thought about Jewel, he turned to her and saw a roc swooping toward her. He dropped the claymore, drew his dagger and pounced on it, just as it was about to strike Jewel. He jabbed the blade into its eye socket, dropped and rolled away. It crashed into the ground and writhed in pain as it tried to remove the dark elf's dagger. Jex wasted no time in retrieving his sword, and went back to goblin bashing. It seemed that he had dug deep enough and had gotten his second wind, though how long it would last was yet to be seen.
No sooner had he thought about Jewel, he turned to her and saw a roc swooping toward her. He dropped the claymore, drew his dagger and pounced on it, just as it was about to strike Jewel. He jabbed the blade into its eye socket, dropped and rolled away. It crashed into the ground and writhed in pain as it tried to remove the dark elf's dagger. Jex wasted no time in retrieving his sword, and went back to goblin bashing. It seemed that he had dug deep enough and had gotten his second wind, though how long it would last was yet to be seen.