【生肉搬运】Shrike伯劳鸟 第二章(14)
Then, at the same time, they dove for the axe’s handle.
His attacker had longer limbs and a longer reach, but George was closer and also more desperate. His hands wrapped around the carved-bone handle and pulled it effortlessly from the trunk. He turned, new weapon in hand, just as the axe-less axeman reached him, bloody murder in his eyes.
Without thinking, George swung the axe—but not towards his attacker.
There was a sharp snap as the axe cut through the heavy branch above them, followed by a dull thud as it fell directly on top of his enemy, bone armor clattering as he disappeared under leaves and bark.
George stared dumbly at the mess he’d created, clutching the axe close to his chest.
“Well,” he said, slowly stepping over the axeman’s unconscious form. “Thanks for the axe, I guess.”
George looked up to see a man crashing through the shrubbery, followed closely by the war god, face split by a wicked grin. With effortless grace, the war god ran towards his target and planted his boot into the man’s chest before flipping backwards onto his feet again. The man flew backwards, straight down into the very pit that they’d dug for George and the war god.
His attacker had longer limbs and a longer reach, but George was closer and also more desperate. His hands wrapped around the carved-bone handle and pulled it effortlessly from the trunk. He turned, new weapon in hand, just as the axe-less axeman reached him, bloody murder in his eyes.
Without thinking, George swung the axe—but not towards his attacker.
There was a sharp snap as the axe cut through the heavy branch above them, followed by a dull thud as it fell directly on top of his enemy, bone armor clattering as he disappeared under leaves and bark.
George stared dumbly at the mess he’d created, clutching the axe close to his chest.
“Well,” he said, slowly stepping over the axeman’s unconscious form. “Thanks for the axe, I guess.”
George looked up to see a man crashing through the shrubbery, followed closely by the war god, face split by a wicked grin. With effortless grace, the war god ran towards his target and planted his boot into the man’s chest before flipping backwards onto his feet again. The man flew backwards, straight down into the very pit that they’d dug for George and the war god.
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