broughtwhiskey: (❖ is in the thorn tree)
Tʜᴇ Gᴏᴠᴇʀɴᴏʀ ([personal profile] broughtwhiskey) wrote 2015-03-15 05:35 am (UTC)

[He should walk away. In fact, Philip thinks of doing just that and does a little more than consider it. While Dean is keeping the guardsmen distracted, Philip moves quietly in the room, careful to avoid any unnaturally thick webs and not to draw any attention towards himself. He's almost to the doorway Dean came from originally when he manages to disarm one. It gives Philip pause. He's not likely to slow Philip down if he can keep that kind of pace up. If nothing else, he'll serve as useful fodder when things actually end up getting tight.]

[But even with one disarmed, Philip's not looking to get all that close to them. He glances around until he spots a broken piece of stone from the floor. Dean was onto something with throwing the wood, but he needed a more refined throw and a little more weight behind it. Philip switches his sword to his left hand temporarily, crouching down to grab the rock. The lighting down here isn't the best, but he can see the rust on the armor that's currently trying to figure out how to get past the salt and to Dean. Standing back up, he aims low and straight for one of the knee joints of the armor still with sword. It was a gamble, but the throw is just hard enough that the guardsman has no choice but to drop that knee to the ground.]

[You're welcome, Dean.]

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