[ The blow of the sword hilt catches Dorian off guard, and he nearly doubles over, just in time for the kick to his knee to send him buckling to the ground with a sharp cry. In such a vulnerable position, he can barely defend himself as the group descends on him; even if he’s able to get a few good hits of his own, they have him completely surrounded, and it isn't difficult for them to overwhelm him.
But through it all, he somehow thinks he feels Orym’s presence - he doesn’t know if he actually does, or if it’s just his imagination, but he clings to it like a lifeline.
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But through it all, he somehow thinks he feels Orym’s presence - he doesn’t know if he actually does, or if it’s just his imagination, but he clings to it like a lifeline.
At this point, it might very well be. ]