"Nice work, Kimmy!" shouted Sterling in the Drow tongue as the Kender took out two of the guards, making their escape a whole lot easier. The remaining guard attacking the Swordsman closed the distance between himself and the Dark Elf quickly. As the soldier tried to bring his sword to bear upon the Drow, Sterling parried his opponent's blade aside and kicked his foe hard in the face sending the guard tumbling backwards down the stairs. As Adeline engaged her opponent, the Dark Elf ran over to the fallen soldier. Before the man could regain his feet or his sword, the Drow kicked him in the head again, this time sending his opponent crashing into the not-so-wonderful world of unconsciousness!
Turning back to his friends who were picking their way along the stairway between the falling parts of the castle and Adeline's fight, Sterling gave a sharp, shrill whistle and motioned for both Kimmy and Zak to head to the door that was now unguarded, yet closed. Realizing that no one would be able to understand what he was saying, the Dark Elf hoped that they could understand his simple hand gestures.
As the Swordsman dodged falling debris in an effort to get over to Rose, the Dark Elf spied something out of the corner of his eye that immediately made his blood turn cold. He noticed a human hand sticking out of a pile of rubble wrapped in a torn short sleeve that belonged to...
"TOOOMMMMYYY!!!" cried the Drow as he ran over to where his friend was buried. It was at this point that Sterling discovered another major disadvantage of being an elf. As a human, he knew that with some trouble he could've dragged and even lifted some of the rocks off of his friend. However, now that he was an elf, Sterling lacked the necessary strength to do it! It was then that the Dark Elf came up with a simple solution to Tommy's life-threatening problem.
Drawing back Evenflow, the Swordsman took a deep breath and remembered that Dungeonmaster told him about his sword being sharp enough to cut through anything! Bringing Evenflow down upon the stone, the Swordsman realized that with only a minimal amount of difficulty he was able to slice through the rocks covering up his friend. The resistance the rocks gave to his expert slicing cuts were really no different than if he was using a Ginsu knife to cut through cardboard paper. The Swordsman began to make short work of the stone as he stopped and began to lift the smaller, more manageable chucks of rock off of his friend.
A Point To Ponder
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