Stay behind the bar.
"Boy!" you hear. "Boy!!"
Your head turns. Its the archer. He saw you. You see the pain in
his eyes as he calls to you, "Get me my bow!"
You stay crouched behind the bar. Your attention goes back to the
swordsman who is still battling two lizard men. He seems to be
loosing ground. His back is now to the swing doors. His left arm is
badly blodies and he is no longer attacking with that sword. He
parries a blow from one lizardman and thrusts out at the other. His
blade sinks deep into the the second lizardman's abdomen. It shreaks,
then a hidious evil grin passes across its face. With a yell it twists
its upper body ninty degrees. With a loud pop the sword snaps in two.
