Drew On Blind- Rooftop

Drew took to the air in a giant bound, landing upon the creaking awning of a ramshackle inn. His next leap took him onto the shingles of the neighboring building. The third leap propelled him through the air, across the road toward the gatehouse, sword scything down. The gate captain took the blade down his torso, almost cleft in two, while the two bowmen turned and screamed in horror at the Werewolf. Drew’s jaws snapped and his feet lashed out, biting and kicking at the archers as bows, fingers, and hands clattered onto the rooftop.

Craning over the crenulations, Drew looked down into the courtyard. The odd soldier ran by, shouting fearfully. Jumping down into the courtyard, Drew landed on powerful lupine legs. The guard who worked the gate mechanism stood with his back to him, looking out through the gate via a slatted window. He turned as he heard the Werewolf land, his cry cut short as the lycanthrope skewered him to the wooden door by the sword and left him hanging.

B5 P3 C6