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The dwarf lifted his axe again and swung horizontally for Yuri, finding no mark luckily. Yuri had arched his back backwards as the axe swung dangerously close to his midsection. However, the miss made the dwarf vulnerable for a mere moment. Yuri only needed a moment. He stepped forward behind the wild swing and grabbed the axe handle before sending a nasty elbow to the dwarf's face. The dwarf's head shot backwards from the force and Yuri gave the axe a tug. No use, the dwarf's hand was like stone on the haft. Suddenly, the dwarf's head shot forward and headbutted Yuri square in the chest. This caused Yuri to fall backwards hard against the upturned table which he turned earlier.

Dull thumps were heard on the other side of the table as the Drow's arrows plunged into the wood, missing the soft flesh of Yuri. At the time though, this didn't register to Yuri as a dwarf in his bloody berserker rage stampeded towards him, axe held up high. As the axe dove towards Yuri, the soldier quickly turned on his side to avoid the sharp bite of the axe. This dodge was successful as the axe splintered the table behind Yuri in half. Thinking quick, Yuri turned back on his back and kicked upwards. The blow was true as Yuri's foot connected with the dwarf's rocky chin, sending the small man stumbling backwards. The axe ripped out of the floor with the dwarf and caught Yuri lightly on the arm.

The dwarf shook out of his stupor and glared at the soldier on the ground and snorted. He rushed once more, this time axe held diagonally. Yuri watched the dwarf keenly, waiting for an opportunity. Then, an odd thought race across Yuri's mind... His sword sure would be welcome here.

Just as the dwarf neared Yuri, an umbra stuck its black fingers in their sights and blinded them to blackness. Though this blindness in no way slowed or stopped the dwarf, it gave Yuri a curtain in order to escape the rampage. He threw himself to the side and rolled to his feet as the crash of an axe echoed against the floor. Yuri, now on his feet, pulled out the stiletto knives hidden in his bracers and stood in an aggressive stance, both knives in front of him. In vain, however, as the umbra hid him from the dwarf and vice versa. He wondered of the origin's of the sudden blackness, yet did not insult the gift.

Though, there was something else in the umbra. Something pained and full of malcontent. He could smell it, he could feel it. It felt wrong. "Th' 'ell is that?! Wha'ever it is, it innit good." Yuri said, unique accent piercing the umbra. Of course, Yuri heard the whistling of an axe headed towards him and jumped backwards just in case. He could not see the dwarf, nor he him... But they could hear each other just fine.