My arms hurt with the power behind this guy's hit. I leapt back, putting some distance between us. Who the hell was this guy?
A rise in mana alerted me of the Inquisitors. They had almost completed their spells again. My smile shattered, I dashed to the side as their spears once again rained all around me. My new opponent ran along with me, not allowing me to get any closer to the dangerous spellcasters behind him.
I gritted my teeth – I needed to take him out first.
As soon as the last spear landed somewhere behind me, I dashed forward. I used Death's Scythe and Fallen Grace, then swung my scythe aiming for his throat.
He ducked under my blade with ease, then swung his spear towards my legs. I threw myself back just in time to avoid getting my knees crushed, then rolled backwards. I needed more than just a weapon to defeat this guy – he was fast and skilled with his weapon.