Zhent keeps on fiercely attacking the window. Cold wind starts to howl through the cabin as he tries to clear the frame of leftover glass. Climbing out of the window without being reduced to a bloody pulp will be challenging.
Rat steadies his breathing and singles out a wounded pilgrim. The bullet impacts in his chest and the pilgrim drops to the floor.
Kestrell looks at the melee throug the ironsights of her rifle. She singles out a pilgrim, but he drops with a bullet to the chest just before she pulls the trigger. She cannot get a clear shot.
With cold, brutal efficiency the bodyguard dispatches the two pilgrims facing him. His blade cuts through limb and torso like a hot knife through warm butter.
The pilgrims seem oblivious to the carnage around them. Howling and gibbering obscenities they attack.
McClane tries to get out of the way, but the attacks come from evrywhere. He desperately tries to parry, but he knows he'll be too late. The only thing saving him is his trusted guard armor, which takes the brunt of the impact. Still, the white-hot lines of pain crossing his abdomen and left arm tell him that, one way or the other, this fight is not going to last much longer. (6 wounds total)
Kincade is not doing much better She tries to deflect one of the attackers that stabs McClane, but that leaves her wide-open for attack by one of her own opponents. He plants his knife in her side and croons with delight at the crimson flow that rushes out. (8 wounds total)
13: Brutis
12 :Zhent , Kestrel, Rat
10 :Bodyguard, the enemy
8: McLane
5: Kinkade