[Espy]

Skoll, having caught his breathe, winced and yanked his blade from the wall, where'd it had been stuck after he'd thrown it the first time. The effort made a fresh wave of blood well up from the long gash. Somehow, he'd have to help the scythe-wielding man defeat the warrior; there was no way Skoll could take the red warrior on by himself, but maybe he'd have a chance against a weakened newcomer once the strongest one was down.