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Careful to listen for back up, Severin dodged a thrown dagger before leaping at the assassin like a cat pouncing on prey

He chopped the assassin in the neck, round He twisted just in time to avoid a nasty strike from a recovered assassin A roar ripped out of Severin--one that he hoped would bring the soldiers scurrying to hirabbed the assassin by the arm

Severin lifted thethe assassin until he dropped the dagger and flopped like a rag doll Severin then threw hier just in tiainst the assassin with the sword

Severin greatly out to bet his opponent’s weapon was coated in poison and he took no risks

While wondering where the soldiers were, Severin roared again, letting the assassin push him back Several ti hied to slash a wad of fur off Severin and cut his waistcoat

Severin glanced at the others assailants, ere standing again They were holding throwing daggers, waiting for a clear shot

Severin blocked another doard chop fro a retreat He was close enough to the copse of trees that he thought he could duck into it

The attacker sliced off one of Severin’s whiskers with a curved strike

Severin was about toassassin stopped His eyes ide as he fell head first, a black arrow shaft sticking fro voice that Severin recognized all too well

Severin looked up at the newestblack stood in a row The one on the right held a short sword; the one on the left was crouched in an offensive stance, holding a halberd thrust in front of hi crossbow and wore Elle’s face

The relances One of theuish when Elle shot hi

The assassins ran, the injured one holding his wound to try and staunch the blood