| Thaltos felt his blood sing with the joy of battle as the Shears bit deep into one of the attackers and drained his life energy into them. This was what he lived for, this was why he was born...to do the will of the Gods and slay the hubris-ridden heretics.
The Shears gorging upon the life of his foes, Thaltos whirled in a dance of death and mayhem, striking with precision and brutality to inflict maximum damage upon each enemy, killing with indifference and indistinction.
Beside him, Kainus seemed to be holding his own, but a trio of enemies had snuck up behind him and was about to strike him down. Thaltos growled. He didn't like the dhampir, but that didn't mean he would let him die.
Thaltos thrust the blade of one of the Shears against the hilt of the other, and ignited the electrotelekinetic charge, a lance of crackling energy uniting the blades. Releasing the bonded Shear, he lashed out with the one he held, the electrotelekinesis causing the weapons to behave like a deadly whip of electrical energy tipped with a deadly blade. The end Shear buried itself in the chest of one of the three attackers, and rapidly drained the energy from his body.
With a deft flick of the wrist, the corpse was pulled back to Thaltos, who ripped the Shear from it and used the flying body to catapult off and bring both Shears in a double-handed downward blow into the neck of another of the three enemies.
Not even bothering to drain the energy from the body, Thaltos yanked the Shears out in an arc at the other, decapitating the body of the second attacker and burying them into the chest of the third and final would-be ambusher. The dying fighter's hand clutched feebly at Thaltos' hanging pendants as the Shears did their work, and scornfully Thaltos snapped the man's withering wrist and cast the hand from him.
The murder of the three attackers having taken place in a matter of moments, Thaltos collected himself, straightened his necklaces, and shook the blood of his enemies from the Shears of Atropos before giving Kainus an openly hostile glare and turning back to the few remaining attackers. |