[IRP] As Firm as a Mountain

[WyvernSlayer]

Satsume had barely a moment to collect himself before two more assassins invaded his room - one through the window, the other skipping over the bodies in the doorway. How many of them are there?! he wondered. If this kept up for much longer, they would run out of room to fight in.

The assailant from the window was the first one to reach Satsume and Cecily. Satsume reached out to him with his unmolested hand, paying no heed to the dagger his opponent bore. Shifting his weight, and taking care to avoid the sniper's line of sight, he hip-tossed the assassin across his body, intending to launch him toward his compatriot. The dagger made futile marks on his shoulder plates as Satsume sent his man against the far wall with a crashing thud. This gave no pause to the other assassin - the one from the doorway leapt over the first, dagger overhead and poised to strike.

Try me, thought Satsume, as he rose out of his crouch and delivered a vicious uppercut to his airborne attacker. The impact halted the assassin's momentum, sending him backwards and causing Satsume to recoil in shocked discomfort. The assassin landed on the ground and did not move.

The one Satsume had thrown was getting back to his feet. He picked up his unconscious ally's dagger and brandished both with a fiendish grin. "Got you now!" he crowed.

Satsume's shoulders rolled forward. Whatever boon Cecily's song had provided him was nearing its end, and fatigue beginning to set in. He could feel the bolt in his hand throb with pain. And now, unarmed, he was to face down a trained assassin with a pair of blades, while avoiding a crossbow aimed through the window?

It was a tough spot, and he knew it. Satsume heaved a deep breath, and waved his foe towards him.

"Come and get me."