Your speed and accuracy with a bow puts paid to the hunting dogs in a matter of seconds. They fall and tumble dead at your feet, your deadly Arrows sunk deep in their chests. Then through the archway come their masters, a dozen angry monks each clutching a sword. You have not enough Arrows to dispatch them all as they charge headlong down the central aisle.
Monks of the Sword: COMBAT SKILL 22 ENDURANCE 36
If you win the combat, turn to 328.