"Hah!" Morgan crowed as she felt her blade connect with flesh. But as it pulled away bloody, she felt pain well up just below the back of her right shoulder and groped backwards to find two small knives dug into her own skin. Definitely not good! Of course they would just miss her pauldron, too. You were supposed to leave things like that in to minimize blood loss, Morgan was pretty sure, but trying to move her sword arm with two sharp objects right next to it was just going to do more damage. She jerked them out and threw them to the far wall as she moved quickly away to reassess.
What she saw was bad. Guybrush had been hit by the hammer and was dazed, not to mention possibly seriously injured--in other words, even less likely to be any help here than he'd been a minute ago. What was worse, the girl was calling out some weird incantation, and as Morgan watched, the wound in her opponent's calf disappeared completely.
"Oh my God," Morgan burst out. Part of her still wanted to look at this as an even better challenge, but even she knew when it was time to cut her losses; they weren't going to accomplish anything by fighting except getting themselves hurt even worse. They needed to bail.
The best bet she could think of for getting past the voodoo light-and-hammer attacks of death was to keep moving and make themselves harder to target. She threw herself into action immediately, darting and jumping an uneven path across to Guybrush and grabbing his hand with her free one to drag him along if she had to. "Then again, sometimes your way works too!" she shouted as she tried to make a beeline for the door to the outside.
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What she saw was bad. Guybrush had been hit by the hammer and was dazed, not to mention possibly seriously injured--in other words, even less likely to be any help here than he'd been a minute ago. What was worse, the girl was calling out some weird incantation, and as Morgan watched, the wound in her opponent's calf disappeared completely.
"Oh my God," Morgan burst out. Part of her still wanted to look at this as an even better challenge, but even she knew when it was time to cut her losses; they weren't going to accomplish anything by fighting except getting themselves hurt even worse. They needed to bail.
The best bet she could think of for getting past the voodoo light-and-hammer attacks of death was to keep moving and make themselves harder to target. She threw herself into action immediately, darting and jumping an uneven path across to Guybrush and grabbing his hand with her free one to drag him along if she had to. "Then again, sometimes your way works too!" she shouted as she tried to make a beeline for the door to the outside.