The mutants were too close, too... familiar, much too familiar: their breath, their teeth, the details of their skin. It brought back memories he would rather had stayed buried. Seif's grip on his swords grew slick with fear-sweat even as he danced through his two opponents, slashing left, carving right.
He screamed back at the beasts, trying to scare away his fear!
[sblock=Actions]Dervish Strike, 15' radiua area against Ghosts 1, 4 and 5 if he's near enough: 16 Ref saves all around.[/sblock]