bleed it dry, leave us here with nothing
Stone on stone, the door began to rise, light pouring onto him. Hefting Emmett's axe on his shoulder, Ronin took a deep breath and prepared to do something probably really stupid. And so with a pulse of willpower, he ran out into the arena.
Two of him did, in fact.
The astral version of himself ran left whilst Ronin ran right, eyes peeled already for his opponent. And of course it was his fellow queen, looking ferocious and as though she'd sooner put an arrow through his eye than say hello. (That was probably accurate too, so he didn't feel so bad thinking it).
Either way, he'd work to try and dodge the arrows, both he and his decoy, aiming to get close enough to force hand-to-hand combat rather than this bow and arrow nonsense.
Two of him did, in fact.
The astral version of himself ran left whilst Ronin ran right, eyes peeled already for his opponent. And of course it was his fellow queen, looking ferocious and as though she'd sooner put an arrow through his eye than say hello. (That was probably accurate too, so he didn't feel so bad thinking it).
Either way, he'd work to try and dodge the arrows, both he and his decoy, aiming to get close enough to force hand-to-hand combat rather than this bow and arrow nonsense.
