Monday, April 21, 2014

The Crusaders II The players reviewed 12.02

1.          Within the walls of the Citadel

The battle had moved to inside the walls; with the gates breached when the Egyptian battering ram smashing the iron rungs off the timber. Part of the walls had collapsed and the Egyptian army still outnumbered the combined forces of Asgard by three to one. The standing wounded in the Hall of Warriors are getting to their feet to joined their friends at the walls. Odin stands next to Hval as both of them battled the advancing Egyptian army.

"Have at thee, you heathen." Odin swing his scepter named by him as Thrudstok like a mace on the Egyptian warrior. The blow cracked the head gear and the fragile skull beneath it.

"A good blow, my old friend." Hval praised the aging leader of Asgard. His icy surfaced body shows a number of cracks but he still prevail in the fight. "We must test our strength once gain after this war. I always relish a good fight with you."

"If you men would shut up and fight more, we might just win the war." Geraldine swing her staff and dropped five more Egyptian warriors. She feel the tiredness in her limbs but she has to continue on the fight. From the corner of her eyes, she can see the other one named Clawler have transformed into the other personality of his, and using the claws to repel the advancing warriors. The Windingo body was laced with cuts but it held its ground to protect its mistress. Not far from Clawler was Kruger standing there with his sword held high in his hands. The sword blade dripped off the blood stains on it as Kruger looked at the Egyptian leader, Tis Amur holding the double scimitar.

"You fight well, Crusader." They had been fighting over three bout and came out almost equal. "Not many have lasted this long of a fight with me."

Kruger looked at the Egyptian who had suffered a bad gash on his right thigh and right forearm while he himself have a bleeding cut at his back and left forearm. Kruger hold up his sword and approached the Egyptian.

"Let us end it now." Kruger swing the blade from the right side which was deflected by the scimitar, but Tis had his right hand holding the other scimitar swinging from the top. Kruger side stepped and used his body to body slammed the other. As they were falling down, Kruger took another swing to move his body away while attacking the Egyptian. The movement worked falling Kruger onto the right arm of Tis while his heavier sword cut into the Egyptian right armpit. The force of the sword sliced through the muscles and bones to severed the right arm.

Kruger rolled off the Egyptian body to get up a distance away. The Egyptian warrior got up and staggered on his feet while looking at his severed limb. It was then Kruger thrust his sword into the Egyptian torso with the sword.

"Urghh!" Tis Amur could not sound out his displeasures as the blood spurts up to his mouth from the deadly thrust. He then fell backwards when Kruger used his leg to pushed the dead body off the sword.

Ras Amur in his rage to find Miles had pursue the Crusader to the doorway of the Hall of Gods. He saw Miles standing there firing the crossbow and Ras picked up a javelin to throw at Miles. It caught Miles attention and the Crusader glared at the Egyptian.

"Fight me ...." Ras Amur held up his sickle sword to challenge Miles. The later did not even raised up the bow but fired from the waist level. The bolt pierced Tas' heart and killed him.

"Fool! I am not a swordsman and yet he challenge me." Miles muttered to himself and then continued to looked for targets to shoot.

The final shrill of horn was heard. It was time hold the last bastion; the halls themselves. All the surviving warriors ran for the three halls and barricade themselves inside. Odin was the last to entered the Hall of Gods and then faced his warriors.

"We would fight here and die gloriously." The weary warriors cheered the aging leader. "Hval, do me a favor. If I fall, behead me."

The Frost Giant smiled at him; "It would be my pleasure."

The attack never came as the Egyptians are retreating. There was loud sounds that can be heard from the plains. It was the sound of gunfire.



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