Two against four. With shades, he doesn't like those odds. "Right!" It's all he has breath or time for, to communicate he understands the plan, such as it is. Be a wall, and let the mage do the casting. There is one other thing he can do.
He sees the shades rush him only to hit the electric barrier and be flung back to a center point. They're too mindless not to try it again. The second time he's ready for it. He feels a hot swell of lyrium under his skin and releases it in a burst. A white column of energy bolts from the sky into the center of their jumble together. The one he already managed to strike groans an inhuman sound and disintegrates into whisps of nothing.
He can only hope the others aren't unscathed. As they rush him a third time, he meets them at the crackling barrier with a lunge and swift strike. He doesn't know how long the spell will last. He can only hope it's long enough to whittle them down more. If all three make it to him at once, he'll be very hard pressed not to fall under the onslaught as much as they weaken their enemies.
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He sees the shades rush him only to hit the electric barrier and be flung back to a center point. They're too mindless not to try it again. The second time he's ready for it. He feels a hot swell of lyrium under his skin and releases it in a burst. A white column of energy bolts from the sky into the center of their jumble together. The one he already managed to strike groans an inhuman sound and disintegrates into whisps of nothing.
He can only hope the others aren't unscathed. As they rush him a third time, he meets them at the crackling barrier with a lunge and swift strike. He doesn't know how long the spell will last. He can only hope it's long enough to whittle them down more. If all three make it to him at once, he'll be very hard pressed not to fall under the onslaught as much as they weaken their enemies.