[there's a crunch of impact, a friction-heavy sound of force moving against-- or through flesh. janus straightens, half-turns. sand scatters across their clothes, their arms. they see that a red warrior had been trying to kill them, their bristling spear still weighing heavy in a half-raised hand. but they see too, flames curling around the armor, a flailing of the empty, gauntleted arm. the enemy drops their spear, and janus stoops agilely, picking it up.
they heft it just once. raise it, and throw. it goes soaring, following a trajectory of deadly accuracy. then it catches the red-armored being squarely through the gut. they watch long enough to see the thing's biology begin to fail, stumbling and weaving. copper-colored blood leaking out, visible under the glint of still-burning fire.
then they look at the oncoming stranger and her oddly enormous companion. they blink.] Hello, Thank you.
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they heft it just once. raise it, and throw. it goes soaring, following a trajectory of deadly accuracy. then it catches the red-armored being squarely through the gut. they watch long enough to see the thing's biology begin to fail, stumbling and weaving. copper-colored blood leaking out, visible under the glint of still-burning fire.
then they look at the oncoming stranger and her oddly enormous companion. they blink.] Hello, Thank you.