Tunde’s senses told him the large brute figure wielding the maul was the more dangerous foe, and yet, something within him made him wary of the hermit with the Morningstar and an Ethra that bit at his senses.
[presence of the heretical light detected, proceed with extreme caution] Ifa wrote.
“a little too late for that, don’t you think?” he thought with distaste in his mouth.
The barbarian took one step forward.
“Oi, shiny monk, protect me,” he said with a feral grin before tearing towards Tunde.
Ethra sight took in his movement and his next move all at once in the space it took him to reach Tunde who still considered what the ‘heretical light’ meant. However, the overwhelming attack about to crash into him stole all his attention, not only did the barbarian-looking cultivator tower over him, but Tunde could actively see him drawing power from his concept that no doubt included an affinity of strength in it.