"Nyah!"
Draven slashed downwards hard, splitting the oncoming electrical stream in two directions, away from himself. Holding the burning blade with both hands, he then brought the sword up as if he were going to attempt a second slash. This time, however, he let go of the blade, sending it spiraling toward Scorch like a giant burning, bladed boomerang...
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Iduran continued down the dark corridor... but after a few moments of random wandering, he could hear footsteps before him.
In a desperate but, alas, lame attempt to hide, Iduran dashed to the wall to his left and pressed his back to it. The solider began to jog towards him.
"Hey! Who are you?"
Iduran eyed the man's sword in the scabbard left of his waist.
"The weapons inspector."
"Huh?"
The old knight lunged at the soldier, jamming his left shoulder into him and grasping the man's sword with both hands. A short wrestling match ensued for the blade, but Iduran eventually pulled it out and, in the same motion, spun around and slashed the soldier's bare neck, killing him instantly.
The thin katana wasn't what the old knight was used to, but any weapon was better than no weapon... He placed the blade in his empty broadsword scabbard strapped across his back. A poor fit, but it will do.
Noticing an open doorway, Iduran dragged the body into what looked like an empty soldier's cabin to avoid drawing attention. Wherever he was, it looked like most of the soldiers were out... for now...
