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Cain felt a gust as Durzo dashed past him into the room, but when he tried to follow one of the demons moved in to intercept him. There was no time to draw his dirk, in a quick motion Cain unstrung the bottom of his bow, releasing the tension that made it a deadly ranged weapon. What he had in his hands now was a heavy, club-like, stick. He swung at the demons legs, hearing a sharp crack as the bow hit flesh and broke bone. The demon dropped to it's knees with the force of the blow, and without breaking stride Cain leaped forwards, smashing his knee into the demon's face. The blow knocked the satyr's head back into the ground as Cain passed over it with only the slightest change in momentum. He came skidding to a sudden stop before the hole, barked a phrase, then dropped two pouches from his sash to the ground before leaping after Durzo.

Cain landed less gracefully than he had hoped, managing a roll to lessen the impact, but still managing to knock the knee he'd used to attack the satyr on the hard stone ground, numbing it completely. He pulled himself to his feet and after a quick equipment check, he whispered for Durzo in the darkness of the tunnels.