Fear and dread filled the old Grand Mage's eyes as the longsword on the young lad's hands pierced through his right lung and put his back pinning him to the ground. Blood soaked his long gray beard as it spurted out of his mouth durring his attempts to scream out in pain. A they light of life faded in his Tower Master's eyes, the sole remaining young mage turned towards the sword welding young man with a hate filled murderous gaze.
He pulled a long thin silver handled dagger out of his robes with the intention of plunging it into the back of the boy that was still gripping the sword that ran his master through. But before the tip of the dagger's blade could clear his robes, the young mage felt a sudden heavy impact across his entire back side. Pain racked his body from tip to toe as the massive front right claw of Elric smacked him high into the air.
"Ahhhhh."