An arrow hissed past his head. Aurelion ducked, twisted, and parried a knife thrust aimed for his gut with the shaft of his spear, immediately using the momentum to pivot and move in the opposite direction.
This became a deadly dance.
As Aurelion tried to break away from the closing circle, using his movement technique to change direction swiftly, Skulk was always there, a predatory shadow matching his every move, relentlessly attacking.
Aurelion blocked another dagger strike. "How is he keeping up with me?" he thought, his frustration mounting. "I can change direction without losing my momentum with the Kinetic-Flow Steps, but this goblin is matching me with sheer speed. And he's herding me, preventing me from breaking away from the others."
"What is this goblin's Core level?" The thought had barely formed when Skulk's foot shot out, tripping him.
Aurelion stumbled. In that split second of lost balance, Skulk was on him.
