En Route To Ribcage

[*Krayt]

As she twists her body while she yanked the blade out of the fiend her forward leg is pierced.

((Fort 37))

[*Selebius]

The door flies open as the fiend withdraws its flaming tail, scattering Maed's boiling blood over the place, its claw parried by her sword, her counter wounding the creature.

Ganatog sees himself being engaged by two well armed and armoured Hobgoblins, their weapons ready as they now step out of the darkness.

There are sounds of heavy footseps to the left, probably reinforcements will arrive, soon.

[*Mander]

The fire giant continues his charge, veering toward the two hobgoblins. Longaxe still strapped to his back, he kicks out at one of the hobgoblins with a heavy boot, then brings an anvil sized fist down at the other's head.

[*Selebius]

The blow crushes the Hobgoblins head, but the other one rolls aside, slashing at the giant's leg, opening a gash on his lower leg. Then he moves backwards, panicked, trying to reach the door.

[*Mander]

Steam and blood pouring forth from his wound, Ganatog grabs the dead hobgoblin by the leg and whips it around with a roar, sending the body hurtling after it's former comrade.

[*Krayt]

She bares her teeth with a initially painful grimace that turned into seething ire. Lowering her blade vertically and swung her sword aimed for his lower rib or rather the soft area below it. Preparing for a renewed attack with a similar stroke but reversed side.

[*Selebius]

The Hobgoblin hits his fleeing companion in the back and the warrior falls, buried under the lifeless body. He attempts to push the carcass of before the giant gets him but dead flesh is heavy- especially if encassed in armour.

Maed's opponent hisses at her, his wings more a hindrance than an asset in here and the tail misses her this time, hitting a crate which bursts into flame, smoke starting to fill the room.

However her strike finds its mark and the devil doubles over, clutching his belly with a claw to keep inside what shall not leave his body.

"W... wait! Why are you attacking...?" the creature cries while trying to step back.

[*Krayt]

She ignored his plea until she had him completly disarmed. Rearing her blade in a swing over her head she aimed her strike for his tail attempting to sever it. Using the flat side of her sword she made a blunt slash at his knees trying to make him lose balance completly. placing a foot on the cringing devil, it was her wounded leg however and she could not bring much force into it. Her blade ready for the coup de grâce would he attempt somethign foolish.

((If successful))

"The ore from your theft hauled in Outlands belonging to Root Of Nine. Call off your hounds or an alternate deal shall be with another and not with you."

[*Mander]

Ganatog kicks the corpse aside and puts a foot on the downed hobgoblins chest, scowling down at him as Mae offers the devil a way out alive. If there would be more fighting, he would crush the thing's ribcage flat and move to block the incoming enemies with his longaxe drawn.

[*Selebius]

Indeed reinforcements arrive and Ganatog has to ready his weapon, the creature at his feet crushed easily.

But the Abishai is now at their mercy, the wounds it suffered, dealt by a good aligned weapon, will not heal through its natural regenerative abilities. The fey'ri's slash did not cut through the surprisingly resilient tail completely but left it crippled.

"Stop! Hold!" It shouts to the arriving mercenaries who follow the order reluctantly, glaring at the Jotun who blocks their path, lowering their weapons.

"You.. you mentioned a deal?"