[ Oh. Well then. Trevor keeps fighting but watches the tall woman with admiration, his smile genuine. It's not only her skill, which is formidable, but the fact that she uses a lariat -- it isn't a whip exactly but similarly hard to handle. Ah, does he miss the Morningstar.
He makes due just fine, though, grabbing another nightstick himself and fighting with those much like he fought the raven-skulled demon with the broken bone staff in the hold. Together, he and the offended woman (and he's fairly certain now that he's offended her, whoops) dispatch all the monsters in their vicinity, and he wipes blood off his cheek with his sleeve before turning back to her. She still looks irritated, but he's gotten a little better at handling that sort of thing. ]
all the monster killing!!!
He makes due just fine, though, grabbing another nightstick himself and fighting with those much like he fought the raven-skulled demon with the broken bone staff in the hold. Together, he and the offended woman (and he's fairly certain now that he's offended her, whoops) dispatch all the monsters in their vicinity, and he wipes blood off his cheek with his sleeve before turning back to her. She still looks irritated, but he's gotten a little better at handling that sort of thing. ]
My apologizes, I mistook you for a bystander.