195 - Gray Man

Plotline: Main

Chapter Type: Conflict (vs other)

The Gray Man, or living statue, is the wingless cousin of the gargoyle. Inanimate in sunlight, and murderous when not. Some have weapons, but most, like the one smashing my shield to kindling, strike with bare fists and kicks.

He wasn't particularly skilled, as a professional would be, but he was fast. Add that speed to his extra body mass, and he was able to generate blows the equal of the strongest humans. Add to that his natural armor, being made of stone, and he was formidable. Easily the equal of most combat champions, and more than I could deal with on my own.

"For the love of the laughing gods!" I shouted. "Do something magical!"

They did no such thing, and the Gray Man forced me up the stairs.

I dared not look, but I knew. They had already fled, and were, perhaps, sending soldiers. Soldiers who would be just as ineffective against the Gray Man as I myself was proving to be.