Shadow Riders

[Tobias]

Tobias had stopped at the very center of the square and aknowledged Alex' remark.

"...why does that not surprise me?"
Reaching back, Tobias grips the hilt of his sword tightly with his right hand. His left hand remained infront of him, as a branch off a great oak. The Wanderer bellowed out, in his booming voice, which rattled off of the buildings around him:

"So...who else wants to meet their maker?!"

[Ultrawolf]

A horde of gunslingers swarmed from the saloon and the side of town they had come from.

"They're trying to fence us in..."

He took a few shots at the oncoming crowd but it hardly made a dent.
They were large in number and fast approaching.

"What do you propose we do?"

He continued to poke at the crowd with shots but he knew it would make no difference. He didn't have enough ammunition to take on this many at once. He holstered his guns and drew his Katana. Luckily the Sun was beginning to set, they only had to hold out for a little while longer before Alexander could manipulate the darkness. He drew the darkness from the shadow of the saloon and cast it around their area.

[Tobias]

Pulling the frightful blade off of his back, he gripped it tightly, using his left hand to discharge lightning into the crowd. There were too many to hold off. All he knew was that he was staring at a lot of firepower

Firepower that wanted to put lots of holes into him.

"Well...how fast are ya?"

Tobias winked at the desperado next to him, and looked at the oncoming crowd, "They can't take shots at us if we are too close to them...lets use that."

Tobias held Eden sternly in front of his body. Letting of a bit of wind behind him, his shoes dug into the earth, propelling the vagrant forward at a tremendous speed.

[Ultrawolf]

Alexander nodded.
It looked bad. Really bad. Ugly even...
All the cards weren't on the table yet.
He was outnumbered, sure... outgunned, yea...
but there was something he had that they didn't:
Vindication.
Enough to do what needed to be done.
Enough to fight impossible odds.
A lifetime's worth.

Alexander howled as the Sun began to Set.
Now was the time to stand or fall.

[Tobias]

The gigantic blade cleaved down, crushing bones and splitting sinew from one unfortunate soul's arm. Pulling the blade free, he drove it forward once more, sliding it easily into a man's chest. The man cried out, spewing air and blood as Tobias ripped the blade out horizontally, splitting the man's ribcage. He heard the howl from behind. Giving a slight grin, he plunged the blade once more, using his free hand to discharge another bolt into the heart of an oncoming aggressor.