“Awwww hell” The orc growls out the doppelgänger‘s sentiment the exact same as what his mind told him the orc would say.  He had called betrayal, that was an easy one to call but still it was not a nice one to be right about, or for that matter be on the receiving end of. When the undead had approached he had hoped, soooo hoped, that maybe just maybe they would he honorable, but now that he was dead wrong…. Well he had work to do at the very least. Not one to be a line fighter like Dredge was supposed to be; Abditus took a few steps back and pulled one of the silvered knives from his vest. In one smooth motion quicker than the eye could see he let it fly from his hand towards one of the approaching ghouls.<br/><br/>The rogue turned warrior took a fighters stance, jumping his body to the side to try and avoid the oncomming arrow in the process.  He kept his short sword in one hand and drew another silvered dagger with the other. His keen eyes glanced about as the doppelgänger tried to get an idea of the situation. As far as he could tell there were a limited number of Ghouls and the more powerful leader was leaving which was a boon for the group. For dredge even this situation was where the half-orc would have shined, women to protect, enemies to kill but this was not truly Dredge.<br/><br/>For the one wearing his skin this situation was a nightmare with no real escape…oh well, time to earn money either way. Clenching his jaw and getting ready for the approaching ghoul Abditus stepped to the side. His movements were unnaturally swift in their precision as he dodged the monsters attack only to lash out. First his dagger as a distraction, go for the creatures eyes, then is short-sword, aiming for the quick decapitation at the back of the monsters head. After it was dealt with he planned to throw his second knife into the other enemy, hopefully rendering it down and out as well.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>