Ignite finished wrapping his throat with a bandage and gulped down a small health potion. His bleeding stopped, and his health rose slightly.
He then lunged at the tall, stone figure and repeatedly delivered dagger strikes.
The stone Ambrose parried all the dagger strikes with a single slash, but then his ears perked up, and as he turned around, he came across a shortsword belonging to Anthon.
Anthon waited for a good opportunity to deliver an ambushing attack.
The stone Ambrose nimbly dodged the shortsword with a surprising flexibility that shouldn't be possible with this stone body. His body was leaning down towards the ground.
"Rgh…" Anthon shifted the direction of his sword strike and stabbed down, aiming for the stone Ambrose's throat.
"…" The stone Ambrose stayed silent, and he flew backwards near the ground, looking like he was floating.
Anthon's shortsword stabbed through the ground.