Vazler

The squire felt the strike to the back first, and cursed the dishonourable cur that struck him from behind as he slumped to his knees. The light extinguished from his hand, and he glanced upward momentarily, feeling blood seep from the gash across his back. Slumping over onto his side, he felt his eyes roll into his head as he reached a feeble arm out to where Talia was, before slowly descending into unconsciousness.