“I too have a cure for the mighty Eric red axe.” A sinister voice spoke from the shadows. Lunging at the barbarian came a dark cloaked figure. A knife shot out of the cloak jabbing Eric in the side.
“It will take more than a prick to put me down. Make peace with your god, you two shall soon meet.” Eric swung his meaty fists with rage at the intruder. The would be assassin attempted to dodge but the fist connected sending him sprawling across the room. Eric chased the attack with grabbing a chair heaving it with might The hard wood shattered against the intruders bodies. Eric pressed further bringing his hands together swinging into the chest of the stranger.
The intruder spat out blood his body wracked with pain. He unsheathed another knife to stab again the barbarian. He found it hard to breath with the attacks. He flailed with the knife at Eric who easily knocked it aside seizing the stranger by the neck. Lifted off his feet he then slammed to the hard floor. The assassin dropped his knife as his head bounced against the floor. Eric repeatedly bashed the head on the floor till his skull spilled its contents.
Eric looked about to see any other enemies but none came. He turned to Carna who set down his which she retrieved during the struggle in case he needed it. He said, “I think he acted alone. I will look him over to see if I find what brought him here?” Finally pulling out the knife his side.
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