Taking three steps back, Li realized he was suddenly surrounded by three enemies.
He grimaced, 'Damn it. How did I end up in this situation?!'
Right in front of him there was a man. His eyes glowed a deep red, and he wore nothing but a pair of pants. On his chest was branded an insignia of a terrible looking creature with a single eye, writhing under the glow of a crimson moon.
To his right, a large man wielding an iron club, his body covered with all manner of runes. The surface of his skin was crackedike he was made of stone.
To his left, was another man dressed in black and red garbs. In his hands, he wielded a pair of crimson scimitars, their crescents like the blood moon's.
Wondering why he had suddenly been backed into a corner, the stone skinned man covered in runes turned to the other two,
"Leave this one to me. He's my find."
He turned to glare at Li, who groaned in return.
The man with the crimson eyes chuckled,
