Three rapid slashes rained down on Batu, each strike of the guard's shamshir crashing down on Batu's lance as the man used the thick weapon to block each attack, his shield hanging uselessly by his side as he protected himself from the relentless barrage of slashes, each one batting the lance down somewhat and bringing the curved blade closer to his face.
Meanwhile, behind him, the two guards regained their footing and rushed back towards him, pincering him between the powerful and agile shamshir and their scimitars, which were once more clad in flames as they lunged forwards, aiming to end this battle as rapidly as they could.
"How will he get out of this, I wonder..."
Whew~