105 (CV) Narrow Victory

Jackson groaned and opened his eyes as he slowly sat up, looking at his surroundings. His vision blurred slightly until his gaze focused, and his surroundings became clearer.

His right shoulder ached as blood trickled down toward his elbow, dripping onto the floor next to his leg. Khione and Umbra fought valiantly alongside Renee and Lydia as they were barely able to fend off the Templar Lord, his two blades still jammed into the monstrosity's back while Jackson was disoriented. 

He stood on unsteady legs and glanced around the area, seeing the remains of the battle. The streets were littered with corpses of the fallen, some of which were charred beyond recognition.

'NOW!' A voice in his mind shouted as he turned back to face the hulking Templar Lord while it lifted its great-axe with its back facing him. He quickly dashed forward, vanishing into lightning as he flew through the air toward his blades, gripping their hilts.