"Beat him down!!!"
"Brothers! Don't give him a chance to breathe!"
[Handsome and Fast] charged straight up and kicked the Novice Knight.
The other players surrounded the Novice Knight too, laying into him.
"Aaaah!"
"You... how dare you attack a knight of Winterhold?!"
"Winterhold! Ever heard of it?!"
"Winterhold my ass!"
Before the knight could finish sobbing out his threats, the players gave him another savage beating!
The players were already seething. They had trekked all that way, killed themselves to return to town, and acted their hearts out. Now that they had finally dragged these knights off their horses, who gave a damn about Winterhold?
"You're getting beaten because you're from Winterhold!"
"Who do you think you're fooling with that tough-guy act?"
"Brothers, don't stop! He's got tons of HP. Focus fire and kill him!"
Fists, spears, rusty shovels, and even rocks freshly scavenged from the ruins all came down on the fallen Novice Knight.
He never even had a chance to use a skill before the rain of attacks sent him rolling across the ground, screaming over and over.
It had been less than ten seconds!
Under the players' long-planned "point-blank ambush," three Winterhold knights had already been dragged off their horses and subjected to a righteous group beating.
"Help! Captain, save me!"
"Stop hitting me! Aah!"
The Novice Knights dragged from their saddles rolled desperately on the ground, but their cries for help were soon drowned out by the players' excited battle cries.
The other two Novice Knights, who were barely managing to stay mounted, were also pale with terror.
They lashed their whips frantically, trying to drive their warhorses out of the encirclement.
But there were far too many players around them, and these people had no fear of death. They used their own bodies to