Kira's arrow had lodged in Elis's chest, and he hadn't even flinched, he howled like a wolf as Karok's shield bashed into him and threw him off the horse. But he wasn't down for long, he leaped to his feet, pulling out a dagger from his belt as he did, then charged the Zurian warrior, screaming like a banshee, the arrows still in him.
Randel ducked Kira's arrow, then charged towards Aeron, who had out striped Karok now that the Zurian had a new enemy. Aeron parried the man's first attack with his own sword as the horse reached him, then stabbed out at Randel, but he was blocked. The snow dancing around them, it fell thicker and thicker as they circled each other, neither being able to land a blow, but they were tiring...
Aeron had not used a sword in many years, and was starting to slip up, and that's when Randel's sword, sliced deep into Aeron's upper sword arm. He dropped the sword as his arm fell died to his side, white hot pain shooting through his whole body, and then He felt Randel's sword at his throat. Aeron looked up at him slowly, hate in his eyes, blood gushing from his arm, they looked at each other for a moment, father and son...