Haresh staggered back to his feet. "My quarrel is with him!" He gestured to to Dr. Kerzach.
Dr. Kerzach grinned. "You're a poor mage and a terrible swordfighter! Give it up, if you lost to a lowly scientist; you'll lose to a true mage!"
Haresh growled and staggered back to his feet. He grabbed his dropped sword and swung at Dr. Kerzach's head. Dr. Kerzach swiftly parried it and feinted then slashed at Haresh's chest. The blood loss from his wounds were slowing Haresh down and he didn't parry it in time. The slash tore through this clothing and flesh with the smell of ozone and burning flesh.
Haresh threw a fireball at Dr. Kerzach, who leapt out of the way.
"You can't aim worth crap either!" Dr. Kerzach taunted.
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"Hey, the minions are weakening!" Strut commented.
"Let's go into the backroom." Mr. Bigmouth said.
Mr. Bigmouth, Strut, Dr. Zanasiu and Ms. Swimmer ran into the backroom where Haresh was was engaged in a swordfight-and losing- with Dr. Kerzach.
"Hey! Bud! Fight with him; fight with all of us!" Dr. Zanasiu shouted.
"Go away! This is not your...fight!" Haresh panted, hurling a bolt of red fire at Dr. Zanasiu. The bolt sizzled on impact with his labcoat, leaving no visible damage.
"That's it?" Dr. Zanasiu said, laughing derisively. "Oh well, prepare to have your ass kicked."