Chapter 187: Against Witches and Witchers.
Fight,
Borders, Critic-Ishire.
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Meanwhile, Conan had a group he was fighting with too, he quickly twirled his body to the right to avoid a pour of acid rain and to the left to avoid icy spikes, the witches were getting angrier.
Theodore soon created a rhythm of fist and sword fights so the witches became the ones at a loss without knowing how to adapt to such close-range combat. They also had to scurry so their colleagues’ spell would not end up hitting them instead of the enemy it was intended for. Most of them mistakenly took their teammates’ attacks, crippling them for life. The proximity with the witches helped Theodore a lot and soon another of his daggers hit home in a witch’s heart.
Tom swung his sword to the crazed one that suddenly rushed towards him, he aimed expertly and the blade found the witch’s side. As a last resort, a spell sealed his sword to the sorcerer’s and Tom was left bare without a sword. With magic, he was lifted and flown towards a tree.
Theodore was left with one more enemy to defeat in the attack stance he took but he had thrown it over to Conan when he had been pressed to the ground aiding the knight with ending the witch so without a single weapon to arm himself against the wiles of magic that his opponent could conjure Theodore looked around for options, tensions were high, hearts beat faster at this final standoff and he knew they would soon get dirtier.
Having used the brutal battle between the witches and Theodore, the lord started to take steps back to collect himself and create some separation to get ready closer to his wife, the strongest witch came closer and began another onslaught of his own.
This time, Theodore could not evade the forces of nature but rather he was forced to wrestle against it.