Andrew looked at his foe with a glare. There were small trickles of blood running down his face, but that wasn't about to stop him. He saw one of them break away and head for Mael, and he dropped his sword, quickly drawing his bow. Drawing an arrow quickly, he fired it and pierced the creatures neck. Hearing one charge behind him, he used his bow to block, the large bone absorbing the club strike. Spinning quickly, he planted his boot into the beast chest, knocking it back. Quickly drawing another arrow, he launched it down the creatures throat as it screeched at him.<br/><br/>Hearing the leader yell out, Andrew turned, loosing another arrow towards the larger creature. It soared true, until one of the little ones jumped in front of it's path, striking it down instead of it's target. "Damn them, they aren't going to make this east." He used his foot, kicking his sword up and catching it. Things were going to get crowded, and he couldn't risk shooting anymore. Using his bow as a shield, he charged into the fray, ducking and weaving around strikes<br/><br/>Ducking under a wild swing, he brought his bow up, catching the rat thing with the tip and staggering it just long enough to plunge his blade through it's neck. Then, suddenly, he felt anothers club catching him in the right side, probally taking a rib along with it at least. Spinning with the blow, Andrew landed on his back hard, a wince of pain in his face and the creature closed for the attempted kill.