#wiitchoftime 02

[exegesisindigo]

Tired of running away, fight kicked in. Just a little.

Galekh found that, if he put his strength into it, he could easily knock over a few Shamblers with a well-armed punch, sending them crashing to the ground below. Though they weren’t dead, obviously, it slowed them down by a lot. And to his advantage, it didn’t take a lot of his energy, finding himself able to fell several of the creatures with relative ease.

Though, knocking them over wasn’t doing him much good.

Whipping his head around as more of the undead slowly made their way towards him, he grimaced with tensed, azure muscles, preparing himself to throw another punch.

In that moment, however, a flash of maroon caught the corner of his eye and he glanced through a gap in the onslaught, perking up just a bit. The girl from earlier! She was fighting, seeming to hold her own relatively well… but hey, four fists are better than two.

“Hey! Damara, can you help me out??

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