(ooc: Hey, stop slaughtering the Legionnaires in double-quick time WHILE talking to each other!
They should be tough enough to make it hard to concentrate on other things while fighting them...)
Soul Reaver runs at full-speed through the breach in the wall. The small group of remaining Legionnaires appear to be fighting Fei and Tamrissa. Soul Reaver heads directly for that battle.
Shouting a battle-cry, Soul Reaver charges directly into the Legionnaires. They notice him just before he reaches them, and try to leap out of the way. Most make it, but a wide slash with Blooddrinker cleaves half-way through the stomach of the nearest Legionnaire.
The Legionnaire lands unsteadily on its feet, only to find Soul Reaver pressing the attack. It tries to evade to allow the other Legionnaires to close in, but Soul Reaver's enhanced speed is superior to it. Soul Reaver keeps moving quickly to avoid being surrounded, raining down a rapid succession of attacks to force the Legionnaire into a defensive stance.
With his vast experience and superhuman powers, Soul Reaver quickly gains the upper hand. Small pieces of the Legionnaire fly from him as it fails to parry fast enough. Then there is a slit-second hesitation as Soul Reaver makes a feint to the left... and the Legionnaire's head sails from its body.
A flail swings at Soul Reaver's back before he has time to turn around, but the weapon strikes sparks and skitters off Soul Reaver's Retribution Shield. In return, the Legionnaire chars his hand and lower arm as the Flame Shield bursts into whirling life. Soul Reaver's face is grim with concentration as he turns around to face the creature.
Soul Reaver quickly seizes the Legionnaire's burned wrist in his left hand, and rams Blooddrinker through its chest. The Legionnaire continues to try and force its hand free as Soul Reaver quickly weaves a spell.
Soul Reaver channels the spell through the blade of his weapon. The Legionnaire gradually grows weaker as the altered Drain spell slowly sucks out the magic animating its body. Its dry, dusty flesh seems to wither and crumble away, its true age catching up with it.
Soul Reaver allows the stolen energy to gather within him. He quickly looks behind him, to see Kawanua still lying prone and bleeding on the flagstones.
He still has not recovered... hopefully this will help...Soul Reaver spins around, hurling a white bolt of stolen energy in Kawanua's direction. It sails through the air gently twisting as it flies and slowly curving downwards until it strikes his body, wreathing it in a pale glow. A sudden surge of new power flows through him with the impact.
Soul Reaver turns his attentions back to the Legionnaires, doing his best to engage them one at a time, so that he can fishish them off quickly and move on to the next.
In a short space of time, only two are left standing, fighting back to back in a last desperate bid for survival...