Drachen skidded to a halt beyond the bridge, whipping the truck about as fast as he could.
"Shit, shit shit and double shit. Now what."
The barbarians seemed intent on geting into the bus, not chasing down the truck. The glass could heard shattering, the savages attepmting to board, only to fall out once more. Jumping out of the driver's seat, he races to the back, throwing open the tarp and digging into the supplies. Coming up with a handful of road flares, as well as a fire extinguisher, he smiles. returning to the cab, he retrieves the compound bow and arrows, slinging the bow and quiver. The nightstick and pistol were on him as well, but the shot gun was too much to carry. Pulling out his trusty electrical tape, he began hurriedly wrapping the small road flares onto the arrows.
"Gonna have to get close to use these."
The battle raged on at the bus. None of the attackers had managed to make it inside yet, due to Hurin's expertise, and the soudns of small arms fire coming from the other occupants. Hooking the small extinguisher to his belt precariously, he begins trotting towards the group, nocking an arrow.
When he felt he close enough, he ignited the flare and drew the bow, barely able to make out the individuals beore him. But he really didn't need to. He released, sending the bright red missile flying into the group of miling barbarians. They reacted as he expected, leaping back away as the arrow struck the bridge and bounced away. They began to turn towards him warily. Magic. They believed in magic, and thought he was using some spell against them. Just like he'd hoped. He knocked and released another arrow, a single smooth motion like he'd been taught for hunting. The arrow struck flesh this time, the flare burning the flesh and clothes of the target. the others jumped away, wary of this burning magic. He repeated, advancing a little each time, trying to drive them away. It didn't last long. Finally, they grew braver and charged. He had planned for this. Most of them were leaving the bus and going for him.
"Bloody hell...this was stupid... gonna get myself killed..... oh shit..."
He pulled the fire extinguisher out and pulled the pin. Aiming the blast outward, he waited till they were a few feet away and released the contents, spraying it in sweeping passes into thier faces, blinding and confusing them.
_________________ "Like a game of pick up sticks,
played by fucking lunatics"
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