Stomping the Pilgrims pt. 4

Tannhauser charged the right flank, and warded the two outer spear shafts towards the middle with a sweep and closed, and grabbed the outermost by his belt and threw him off the edge into the water, and lanced the man behind him in the gut and let him grab the spear. He drew the lapis dagger and stabbed the newly rightmost man man in the armpit and drew his second dagger. With a double lunge to the guts, he stabbed the outermost two in the next rank while they wondered what to do. He slid into the gap between the first and second lines, both already buckling with panic, and stabbed the next man to either side at the same time
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He ducked and wove, his senses and instincts working faster than his brain, the killing strokes plotted three, four men in advance of their execution. Their spears at this range were worse than useless; their senses and their instincts, slack at best, not stupefied by the gusts of blood venting from their friends...
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A fist came at his head and he rolled with it and stabbed its owner in the liver. Trust the blades, get ahead of the dead as they fall...
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He killed five; he killed seven in fewer than that many beats of his heart.
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Behind him him an entanglement of woe, before him of unrectified panic. There were no more ranks...
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He killed eleven. He glimpsed the mazement in their eyes as they died. He killed fifteen and then lost the count as he killed more.
-TTCoP, pg. 725-726