Thoronmir drew his sword and fought desperately against the brigands. He fought hard, slaying at least ten foes, but he knew it was hopeless. "Enough of this!" he called. "We must retreat!"
Doing so proved to be harder than it looked. Everybody was surrounded by foes. He frantically tried to cut his way through to aid some of the others, but in the process, he got a nasty cut across his left arm with a ruffian's scimitar. He swung to cut the man down, but there were too many of them. He kept fighting, trying to reach everybody and get them out safely.
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