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As the door gave way, Bali dropped his hand and threw his weapon. Four shafts and five hatchets peppered the attackers, one of whom was felled instantly. The others stumbled over his body, (cursing in their native tongue), before reaching close range with their targets. "Defend yourselves!" was all the dwarf could shout before the enemy reached his company.
Bali dodged an attacker's blade, ducked a spear thrust and rolled over to the side, severing the rod in half. The Rhûnian slipped a knife out of his belt, swinging remaining section of his spear as a club. The dwarf leaped back, ducked again, then slashed with his single-headed Ereborian axe in a deadly upward swipe. The fight should have ended there. But it didn't.
The man had flipped overtop of the dwarf, and swung his club in mid-air. The short pole connected with the back of Bali's skull, and he stumbled forward; an explosion of light filling his vision. On his stomach, the dwarf rolled over instinctively, hearing the crack of his oppenent's knife hitting the floor. The warrior kicked his legs around, a move which the Rhûnian did not expect; as he was toppled to the ground.
Bali was the first to his feet, twirling to the side as the thrown knife whistled past his head before bouncing off the ceiling. The dwarf turned swiftly and swung his weapon down, finding a rest in the Rhûnian's chest. Just then, another attacker fell into him, and they both landed heavily on the rough stone. Bali immediately had his knife in his hand, but his oppenent had a larger weapon. The dwarf countered several blows, moving backwards. Then he shouted, "Erulon!" The ranger had a shaft in his bow and released it with perfect precision as his friend ducked. The arrow zipped into the Rhûnian's neck, and he fell to the ground with a quiet gurgle.
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