Chapter Two Hundred Forty Five

The hunters backing Micah attacked the man without warning. Micah didn't do anything to stop them as he saw no way that could have helped him or them in the slightest. The man was quick on his feet and he saw the hunters' movements far before they ever made them. Grabbing the wrist of the first one with a motion so fast that the hunter might have been standing still, the man turned and flipped him over his shoulder. Whilst the hunter was still airborne, his back aimed to the ground for a painful crash, the rogue turned on the other and struck his throat with the base of his palm, choking him and dazing him as well. The unsuspecting hunter was now starting to see black spots in his vision from the lightning-fast attack. Micah chose this moment to attack the rogue… while he was still trying to deal with his comrade.