Brian's flames roared outward, forcing the first knight to skid back with his shield glowing red from the heat.
But the others pressed in immediately.
In this group there were five physical fighters and two mages.
Two knights, one wielded a spear and the other used a sword.
Two archers.
One martial artist with dual blades.
Two mages. One wind mage and one earth mage.
It was not a bad match up.
An arrow streaked from the mist.
Brian twisted aside, his sword flashing up in one smooth motion.
Clang!
Sparks hissed as steel deflected wood and iron, the shaft breaking in half against his blade. He hardly had time to breathe before another arrow came whistling in, followed by a third.
Brian sword blurred, cutting the missiles aside even as he spread fire underfoot to keep the spear-wielder at bay.
