Amon watched the two men approach. 'Well, this is getting troublesome. The people would woke up by sound soon which is good but that Roman name guy is running away. At this rate they will succeed.'
He jumped backward, creating some distance between himself and his opponents. Before landing, he hurled his hatchet toward Shane once more.
The weapon spun violently through the air, forcing the injured swordsman to adjust his stance and prepare to deflect it.
Meanwhile, Amon reached into his storage ring and retrieved a communication pager. He quickly activated it and contacted Arnold.
The call connected moments later. "Amon?" Arnold's voice came through the device.
"Come here immediately." Without waiting for a response, Amon ended the call and returned the pager to his storage ring.
Then, with his eyes fixed on the two enemies before him, he pushed off the ground.
While Shane and Cleric kept him occupied, Amon quietly extended his shadow across the ground.
