Your arms wrap around his middle as your shoulder collides with his ribcage for the second time. Your momentum carries you both to the ground. The air escapes his lungs as he lands on a stray piece of armor. Yeah, you know how that hurts. Your own back is flaring up with soon-to-be bruises. Before he can recover, you sit up and drive your fist into his face. You silently wish you had metal gloves, or at least chain mail gloves, instead of the simple leather ones your bro gave you. It manages to be effective though. You could feel the crunching under your fist.You pull your fist back quickly to avoid getting blood on your gloves. Blood is running down his face and his eyes roll back into his head. You doubt he's unconscious, just in shock. Your hand stings."Dave!"Your head snaps up and your eyes immediately find John. He's got his back against the wall. His hammer is pinned to the wall by his opponents arm and sword. His other sword is pointed at the heir's chest.You're immediately off your opponent and behind John's. Your arm wraps around his neck and you yank him backwards with a headlock. You use the momentum to throw him to the ground."Dave-!" John says, but it's too late. Nearly as soon as the man leaves your grip, you're yanked off your feet and thrown backwards. You see a blur of the large hulking fifth knight before you crash into another suit of armor. The air rushes from your lungs in a hiss as you land. You look around, doing your best to push past the fresh pain that's burst to life in your body.John is once again engaged with the knight you threw to the ground. The large hulking knight, who if you had to guess is probably in charge, is fending off one of your other comrades. The other three are fending off a group of castle guards who've shown up. Before you can stand, the knight you were originally fighting is hovering over you.You quickly trip him, but he falls on top of you. Blood is everywhere and his nose is dark purple and swollen. You start wrestling, rolling each other over and trying to get the upper hand. It hurts. You're rolling over plate armor that's scattered and in pieces. His hands are on your shoulders and yours are on his. He's on top of you. He's pinning you. You struggle, but he's bigger than you.There's something glinting in the light, flying across the room, that catches your eye. A pointed helmet hits your opponent on the back of the head. It sounded painful. His eyes roll into his head and he falls on top of you. You struggle to push him off you and you jump to your feet. You spot John, grinning at you over the shoulder of his opponent. You know it was him who threw the helmet. You smirk and look around for your sword.It's not too far away, laying amidst armor. You walk over and reach for it. Your fingers barely brush along the familiar handle before something is wrapped around your neck and your head is yanked backwards. Your hands go to your neck and your fingers fumble with the string that's cutting off your air.You're held back against a large, muscular body. It's probably the leader knight with the bulging muscles. You wonder for a moment what happened to your comrade who was fighting him, but you can't dwell on that thought. Your life is in danger. You manage to get your fingers under the string, but you can't pull them away from your neck. The string tightens and you're lifted slightly. You go up on your toes, gasping for air. Your vision is starting to blur with gray and black speckles. You're feeling lightheaded.Shit.You're going to die. And it's not even a cool death. Being choked before you can even reach your sword. How lame.There's suddenly the crunch of metal on metal and the body behind you jerks violently to the side. The string around your neck is gone. You stumble and nearly fall, but an arm is wrapped around your waist, holding you up. Your hand goes to your neck, feeling the indent there. It hurts. You look over your shoulder to see John's smiling face.You smirk at him. "My hero." You say, but it comes out as a weak croak. Damn, your throat hurts. His smile widens and he presses a quick kiss to your temple before releasing you. You bend to grab your sword, one hand still massaging your neck. You look down at the large Alternian. He's on the floor unconscious, a large dent in his helmet from John's hammer. There's a small trickle of blood.In his hands you see what looks like the bow he had on his back earlier. Except the wood of the bow has been broken. You hadn't even noticed any arrows. Seriously? Did this guy break his bow? Apparently he did, and then tried to strangle you with it. You kick him in the side for good measure.