Paul's doubtful eyes narrowed briefly before he pulled out two runic shards, small pieces of wood with a circular pattern carved into them. It almost resembled a sun constructed of curved bars, and that's when he spoke.
"Here's your flash spell. What do you want me to do?"
"Toss them."
"...what?"
"Toss them at the knight's brother."
Simon's teeth shone in the dark with his ridiculous smile, but Paul promised to trust him, no matter how stupid and useless this idea seemed.
'What does he plan to do?
This light won't stun them or anything.'
However, the knights approaching them wouldn't give more time, and so Paul shook his head and, with an irritated grunt, tossed them towards the knights.
"Damn it Simon!"
"Hahaha!"
"On three," Simon whispered, shifting his weight low.
Paul grunted in reply, flipping the two carved runes between his fingers.
