Lady Azra's guisarme goes high and arches down in a sideways chop at Goblin7a while he's reaching for a new javelin. He looks up just in time to raise a feeble defending arm. *Shhhck!* The guisarme's hook snags the joint at the elbow, ripping the limb from the body, then plunges down to bury itself in the chest, ripping through muscle and sinew like the claw of a dire lion. Goblin7a shrieks in pain and collapses to the ground into a growing pool of his own blood.
Goblin7a is dying.
TOP OF ROUND 2!
Albert Mooney, you're up!
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