Without looking, Larus grabbed the first man's dropped sword with his free hand, brought it up backward in a reverse grip, and 'blocked' the strike.
Metal rang against metal.
Larus twisted, yanking his fork free from the floorboard, and in the same motion drove his elbow into the second swordsman's jaw.
'CRACK.'
The man's head snapped back, and he collapsed.
''The dagger-wielder attacked from behind'', both blades aimed at Larus's kidneys.
Larus spun, the sword in his hand coming up to deflect one dagger while his fork—his ridiculous dessert fork—somehow managed to catch the second blade between its tines and 'redirect' it.
The assassin's eyes widened in disbelief.
Larus smiled pleasantly and headbutted him.
The man staggered back, nose clearly broken.
Larus followed up with a knee to the stomach, then tossed his sword up in the air, caught it by the blade, and used the pommel to strike the assassin's temple.
The man crumpled.
