Kikyik circles around to the left, looking to line up one of the rock slingers and the lone axe wielder, careful not to singe the mounted youth. Cyrack moves beside his friend, yipping. A spark explodes in front of the dwarf, who angrily blinks away the distraction.
Ildrym rushes forward slicing deeply into the dwarf's right flank. A howl comes from the dwarf, a retort coming from his blood spattered lips. “I'll see you dead!” the staggering dwarf screams in Dwarven. His greataxe retaliates with a devastating blow, cracking the larger man's breastbone. Dalen interposes himself between the dwarf and Ildrym, serving to block any further attacks.
Seeing the sudden reinforcements the smaller thugs down the crossing street to both the left and right away from Wilford's manor.