We continued downstream toward our Tantras. Ahead was a bridge, teaming with archers. Hawk and I grabbed torpedos, to ready them for launch. Suri barked at Bright Eyes to turn the boat around. The young girl was a bit frightened and turned too sharply. The edge of the deck caught the water and flipped the boat. Most of us reflexively leapt from the potential wreckage. Bright Eyes had a death grip on the steering lever, and the cleric got flung, skipping across the water directly into the pillar of the bridge.
I threw the torpedo at the peak of my jump, the fool gnome grabbed onto the explosive and rode it. His weight would have caused the torpedo to fall short, so I drew my bow and shot the activator for the rocket. He jumped off the torpedo as high as he could. This sent the torpedo directly into the bridge at it's peak. BOOM! fire and stone injuring several archers, sending several overboard. SLAM! the gnome pounded on bridge to redirect his fall. BOOM! Hawk dropped the other torpedo from his glider. Suri had gotten to the cleric just in time to shield her from the debris.
Still treading water I aimed for the soldiers who were staggered from the blast. First shot, through and through two throats, bloody mess. Second shot, severed triceps and brachial artery, he wouldn't be drawing a bow in the seven minutes he had to live. Hawk threw his boomerang from above, it crackled with lightning, stunning two archers as it ricocheted back to him. Suri tried to get the cleric to shore, but the cleric had other ideas. She swam downstream to the two who fell off the bridge, and beat them unconscious before dragging them to shore.
The leader of the archers turned on his men, and turned into a panther. He quickly cleaned up the few remaining. Exhausted from slaughter, he transformed back and passed out. We regrouped after recovering scattered equipment. Pantherman came around and began explaining how the crown of Shadowdale was using us as a scapegoat. We still had allies, but they were few.
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