After Hal took a few minutes to catch his breath, he stood up and started running back towards the main fight to help the others. He was still exhausted, having no stamina and Shaving all over the place would do that, but he was in good enough shape to take out a few more thugs. As he rounded the corner, he witnessed a scene of pure carnage before him. Dead or unconcious thugs everywhere. Arrows raining down on the field from Alaena and Yoje kicking away. "Alright so looks like it's just those two and the rest must be inside already. Looks like a couple of the ones fighting Yoje are a head above the rest, just like a few more of them back there. I think I'll try to take care of them, though I don't think I can use Shave much more." Hal muttered his plan as he approached the remaining Lieutenants.
One with a spear was the first to notice Hal and turned to face him. The man charged forward with a thrust of his spear. Hal barely managed to step to the side in time and dodge the blow. He was ready however with a strike of his own, quickly unsheathing his sword and slicing the man's gut open. His last screams of pain attracted the attention of his comrades, who ran towards Hal. Hal shaved towards the nearest one and swung... Only to find his sword blocked by the other mans sword. That was something that had never happened to Hal before. "Too slow..." The lieutenant said with a sick grin as he took one hand off of his sword, balled it into a fist, and landed a strong punch right across Hal's face. Hal hit the ground hard, and couldn't quite get back up. He was seeing stars and it would probably take a little while to recover from that hit.
One with a spear was the first to notice Hal and turned to face him. The man charged forward with a thrust of his spear. Hal barely managed to step to the side in time and dodge the blow. He was ready however with a strike of his own, quickly unsheathing his sword and slicing the man's gut open. His last screams of pain attracted the attention of his comrades, who ran towards Hal. Hal shaved towards the nearest one and swung... Only to find his sword blocked by the other mans sword. That was something that had never happened to Hal before. "Too slow..." The lieutenant said with a sick grin as he took one hand off of his sword, balled it into a fist, and landed a strong punch right across Hal's face. Hal hit the ground hard, and couldn't quite get back up. He was seeing stars and it would probably take a little while to recover from that hit.