[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Swift_Assassin]

When Lennox saw Tiras preparing a torch, he did something a bit similar, tearing off part of his sleeve from his shirt. Instead of making a torch with it, he fashioned an eye cover and wrapped his right eye with it, concealing it in darkness. He wasn't about to risk his vision being messed with when they are far from any healers. Tiras might not have seen a lot of night combat, but as someone who's own sword occasionally emitted fire, it's thrown off his own vision at inopportune moments, not just for him but for his cousin as well. Thankfully, it also affected their foes, but when fighting these constructs, you can't assume anything. When that was done, he made sure to stay to his right, so only his left eye acclimated to the light.

During their walk, Renata began to inquire about Nergal. Raye's damn mouth and innocence are complicating things again. Before he could squash such train of thought, Tiras did it for him. Thank the Saint, he thought not having to go down this road. It was more morphs, but they were nothing. Guiltless killing, if anything. No repercussions, no upset families, no nothing. If his great-grandfather Ludwig truly left to find death in battle, he should have come here. He'd have the fun of his life killing these hordes. When the dark mage hidden in the woods revealed himself and attacked Renata as she ran, Lennox knew their light source backfired, especially as it slowly waned. Lennox just watched as Tiras threw the torch and killed the mage, and thus the torch, saving Renata. Lennox then switched the eye patch to to left eye and noticed something he didn't see when the light was lit. Two morphs, clad in decayed leather and tattered hoods wielding daggers, not 20 yards in front of them. The hoods obscured their eyes and were just out of range of the then diminished torch. "Two more, straight ahead!"

Lennox ran to meet them, longsword in hand. They both charged him as well, moving surprising fast compared to the others. He swung at the one on the right and they scattered, with the one on the left lunging at Lennox. He snatched him out of the air, grabbing him by the throat. The morph swung the daggers right into his shoulders. Lennox pressed on, pulling the morph closer and headbutted the morph in the face. Followed by a thrust of his sword into the chest, killing the morph. Lennox yanked out the dagger in his right shoulder, yelling through the pain, "DAMN IT!" The other morph attacked and Lennox tried it again, only this time, instead of catching the morph, he shoved the dagger through his jaw into his skull. The body almost threw him off balance as it impacted him, but faded shortly after.