Michael’s eyes turned from the dead and lifeless slave to see Aegon rush towards the man with the collar. He was far closer to collaring the girl than Michael was comfortable with and with a quick flick of the wrist he threw his first dagger at the man. Wincing slightly, with an inner chastisement of himself for allowing panic to affect his aim so, he watched as the dagger flew so far off target that it easily cleared several boxes stacked behind the woman. With a deep breath, he drew himself up and held his breath in momentarily as the second dagger left his hand; on the exhale he quickly moved towards his target, drawing his short swords as he made his way to engage him in combat.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack Man 2 with throwing daggers<br/>Attack Nat. 1 auto fail<br/>Attack 2 – 18 – 3 + 6 = 21, Damage 4 + 2 = 6<br/></div></div>