Round 756

Merrin's eyes go wide with shock as Varrika suddenly lunges forward, the Time-Splitting Sword gleaming in her grip. The dwarf woman moves with surprising speed despite her injured ankle, stepping between Merrin and the approaching threat. "What are you doing?" Merrin hisses, her crossbow still aimed down the corridor but her attention now fully on Varikka's unexpected actions. "You can barely stand—"