Zegerus let the fight persue as he crept back aways into the shadows. Everyone now and again, orders being yelled from trolls a ways away were silenced, one by one, a yelp here, a cry there, but never once was Zegerus seen during his shadowy assault. He smiled to himself, he wasn't much for combat, but sublty was his life. One quick slash and no-one would know anything. Truly his style of fighting.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>