Speeding up combat...
Glorath's whip snaps at the squire's feet, and trips him as well.
The combat soon degenerates into a wild, messy melee. Rakanishu and D'Bruuhl manage to land blows, Ashgyad manages to hurt his foot kicking the armor of the halfling a few times, while Goubido snaps his whip just for effect. The squire crouches in fear, pinned by Glorath, as his master gets pounded eventually into submission. He now lies unconscious on the ground, with a fat black eye and vomit trickling down his lips.
"Oh master," mumbles the squire.