[IRP] Warpath of the Wolf: The Plunder of Khaltet

[A Prolonged Affectionate Hug]

Repositioning Robert to be held in front of him whilst they ran, Salem kept a steady breath as the arrows began to whirl past them. South? Get to the gate, find the hole? There wasn't a lot of context, but he couldn't exactly ask for a proper explanation when they were being chased down as they were. If he weren't holding Robert, Salem could have probably afforded to try and toss something behind him, or knock something over in the streets. As it was, though? No dice.

"Right, got it." An arrow, at that moment, grazed Salem's right cheek whilst spinning between the pair of them. The stinging sensation was accompanied with the sight of blood, but it was something Salem could ignore for the time being. He just had to keep a better eye on the guys behind them -- apparently they could shoot pretty damn well whilst running at the same time.