SAO:PoA - Chapter Six

Floor 26, February 24th, 2023

A soldier form the army regained consciousness. He slowly tabbed his fingers, and stood up. Looking he was in the dug trench. He looked by the wall in front of him, no monster watching him, had not been noticed. Turning to the other wall, and grabbing the rocks, trying to climb the 4 meters to go back with his friends. Slowly placing one hand and feet at a time, he climbed the first meters. At the last he was already joyous and smiling. Not only he had survived the attack to the wall he was alive.

“I can do it”, he thought.

He heard a sound. Just three inches from his eyes, an arrow. He looked back to the wall. A picton smiling, spear in hand, with a notorious scar at his left eyebrow until the end of his cheek.

“No.”

It loaded the spear to his up and threw it.

A painful short scream was heard in the mountains. After that, silence.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The Royal Knights fell back to their camp. Some soldiers of The Army accompanied them.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Corbatz, take count of those that have fallen, I would have number.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">He went back to the wall.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Gawn: “A nonsense attack. We were only pissed by the soldiers wall.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “The attack was without sense. We should have returned by the mountain pass.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “If so, we would all be dead by now. We are here that’s all that matters.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Percival: “Let us return to the camp. Rest. And hope for a way of getting out of here.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Yes. I would speak to the girl.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">They walked at least a block long back to the camp, which was made up by the wagons placed on a circular formation. It the middle, several tents were placed. Towards the mountain path, they have placed spiked tree branches, as defense for a surplice attack.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Inside the biggest wagon, the girl remained, but she had waken up. Beside her, Galahad, Dagonet, Guinevere, Yuriel and Thinker were also there. Elicia was sited in near the window.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Thinker: “How was the attack?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “A waste of time.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “We lost several men. Corbatz went to see who has fallen, he will soon be here.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Gawn: “What of her?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “She has waken up.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Silica: “Thank you for saving me.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Don’t worry. What is doing such a little girl in here? You aren’t a high level.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Silica: “No I was not. I was parting with some friends at the north, some pictons arrived and…”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “That’s enough, Silica.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “I am sorry.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “Besides that, do you know her?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">He pointed to Elicia, who was looking form the window to the great wall, covering herself with her white clock. Her sight was the same as when they questioned her the day before. She was sad and nostalgic like.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Silica looked her.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Silica: “No, I do not.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Elicia: “I told you I carried in my arms; she had fainted before I carried her. That is way she does not remember me.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “We shall see if you are trust worthy later.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Percival entered in a rush to the wagon.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Percival: “GALANT, PICTONS APROACH FROM THE MOUNTIAN PATH.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Put all those that cannot fight to save distance, see the others to weapons.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galahad: “I will remain here.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Elicia: “I am going with you.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “Me too.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Silica: “Dagonet!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “Don’t worry, I promise I will be back.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Guinevere: “Do you think this is a good idea?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “We don’t have many choices. Thinker you should remain here. We will show Cerdic, the things humans are capable of!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">At distance, the horde could be seen, at least a hundred pictons, mostly armed with spears, shields and swords. They continued to advance towards the camp in formation.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The Royal Knights also moved towards them, alongside 20 players of the Army and other mid-level players. Most of them seemed nervous, facing a horde of pictons capable of thinking, holding disadvantage of numbers, sounded the same as when they attacked the wall. They stopped sear the defensive branches, looking towards the enemy, just three hundred meters from each other and decreasing due  the advance of the enemy.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The players drew weapons.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “WE SHALL SEE PICTON BLOOD UPON SNOW!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The result was a huge felling of excitement towards battle, inspiring the players for fighting.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“OR OUR OWN IN GLORIUS DEATH!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Once again a battle roar came from the inside of the players.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “HOLD! CALM YOURSELVES”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance looked him disappointed.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “Your words move against purpose. We must press attack, before their swarm washes over us.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “They do not intent to advance.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The pictons stopped at 200 meters from the player camp. They them lowered their weapons.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Bors: “You can now know the future, can you?

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “I am familiar with that strategy maneuver. Cerdic is a good strategist. Its roman- like formation, yet, they did not fall to a battle one .”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “But the hold twice our numbers .Why pause short for blood?” <p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “They but await their commander. We shall fall back to the camp yet get ready for battle.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“The legion takes place in the ridge?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“With your tent in forward position as commanded.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Tell me as soon as it is ready. I would see those players die soon enough.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“King of Monsters.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The monster left. Cynric turned to his son.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Throllbard is a useful soldier, you should learn from him.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“We should get ready, father.” <p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“At proper time. For now, let us play with their minds; let us see what this Galant is capable of. If he can prove his legend true, or just a tale, to impersonate kids about to sleep.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance was on the, medical wagon talking to Elicia.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“A storm is coming. With it, death on frozen winds.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Storm certain yes. Yet, I wish to be alone.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You should turn thoughts from yourself, and see them towards other basic needs. People in here need help.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">He jumped from the window, turned to her, offering hand to help her, looking at her. She at first seemed to do not like, yet, his look make her change her mind. She grabbed hand and got town the wagon.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You have a convincing sight, Lance.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US"> “Dagonet accompany us.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I will remain here with Silica.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Alright”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">They walked by the camp to find someone to help.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “What is her name?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Silica: “Pina.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “And that means?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Silica: “It is my cat’s name is real life, I miss it so much.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “As do we all. Besides that, it is strange to see a beast tamer here. Specially one of your level and age.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Silica: “I fortunately came here, as a party member…”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The dragon tamer, lowered her head, tears appeared in her eyes. Dagonet putted his hand on her head. She looked up.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “I am sorry. We will make them pay for this.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Silica: “I am scared.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “I promise I will protect you.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">He smiled toward her. Silica blushed.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “…thank you.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “You should also change your dagger to this. I won it few days ago. It is called “shadow dagger”. We should to go to see my brother. He has the best sword skills for daggers.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Silica: “Ok” <p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet left the wagon, Silica jumped to his back and grabbed. They walked to find Bors.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“What are your thoughts?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US"> “I wonder a way, to get us out of here.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US"> “You will. You always do.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“As you always have words that pull me for dark thoughts.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The couple looked and prepared a kiss. Thinker and Yuriel appeared.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Thinker: “Apologies, I interrupted the moment.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Unnecessary. Yet, you should not be here. It is too dangerous.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Thinker: “I am not heavy-weight, I would offer help.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Most players here are freezing, we you should help them.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Thinker: “We shall. Galant, what is that?!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant turned, looking towards the picton camp. Lots of tents have been placed in circular formation, covering the entire width of the ridge, for preventing escape. On the middle of it, the largest tent, several other tents if front of it, and spikes as last defense.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galants eyes widened. He smiled.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Call my knights and Corbatz. I have found a weakness in their defenses.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Thinker: “Sure”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Minutes later, the Royal Knights, Elicia and Corbatz gathered themselves in the near to the tree branches, as they held a conversation looking towards it.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “Cerdic erects his tent, as if would fight for his entertainment on this place.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “Then he shall behold what miracles a high level player is still capable of.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Percival: “You speak as we all stranded so.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “We are all so. Levels are not matter of importance.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Gawn: “Too few to face against hordes we are placed between.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Guinevere: “Lance is not wrong in his belief. We have done the impossible time upon time.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Yet by intelligence and tactics. Not brute force.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Corbatz: “What lay your thoughts?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Cercic has become overly bold by the advantage he holds. He places his tent forward, to a better view of anticipated victory.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “We should play visit. Explain fatal error.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galahad: “Closer position suggests heavier guard surrounding the tent.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “The wind increases without brake, in advance of storm. By the evening, it shall serve as cloak, if our number is no swell for the intent.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Bors: “How many?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Just the most skilled among us. We must strike as a serpent fast and sure. If Cerdic dies, his army will be lost without proper command.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “A sea of death could be unleashed if all of us attack at the same time.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Such a force would be discovered prematurely, and our advange, lost. A thing even a child could see.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “You would brand me as such?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Words stupidly chosen, brother. Stay by my side, as Cerdic shatters into polygoys, we can see his army promptly follow.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant turned, looking to his comrades.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Who is with me?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">All of them agreed.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Corbatz, ready five of your men, the best of them. Galahad, Elicia, a word. The rest is free to go, get ready.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galahad: “What happens?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “You are not coming with us?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galahad: “What?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Your last battle with the pictons was a disaster, I am sorry but your skill with sword is not good, and they are much powerful that the ones we have faced before.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galahad: “I will not stand here, when you risk your life in this mission.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “I am sorry, but if you fight the pictons thy will easily overpower you. You will remain here.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant left disappointed.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Elicia: “What did you tell him?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “He is not coming with us, to this mission. You will take his place.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Elicia: “Understood.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “I will go straight to the point. I do not know you, and don’t have reason to trust you. Yet Lance seems to do it. He is my best friend so I will.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">She looked towards Lance reading his weapons. She blushed a bit.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Do not disappoint me or you will regret it”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">She shifted her sight to Galant.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Elicia:  “I will not.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Great, you can go, be ready.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Guinevere approached Galant. She grabbed his arm.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Guinevere: “are you sure about this?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “I am.” <p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Guinevere: “We should prepare.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The sun fell in the horizon, as the wind increased second by second and snow fell from cloudy sky. A picton walked towards the defensive spikes, looking for signs of the enemy. Several more made guard as him, yet as one of Cerdic’s commanders, it held privilege in comparison to them.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">He laid eyes on a stage light at distance.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Lay eyes and report.” ordered with his bestial voice.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Two pictons went to those lights. The picton commander walked to his left side, still watching towards the humans should be. Same seconds afterwards, the two came back.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“It was nothing sir.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The picton commander relaxes, and regained his confidence. What could do simple humans to them? They are outnumbered and outmatched totally. It was a matter of time, killing them or let them be frozen by these winds.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Suddenly, two katanas priced the pictons chests, and then slashed upwards, shattering into polygons. It surprised and wanted to scream, he could do nothing, it had been cut by the throat and died. It partners suffered the same fate

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Well done, extinguish fire.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “Two more, near the tents. They haven’t noticed us.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Tristan: “No six more.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Lance, Tristan, Percival, Gawn, throwing weapons, aim to their throats. At your mark Tristan.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Tristan loaded an arrow and shut. The other three did the same. Four of them felt to ground.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The other two drew weapons. Useless, they fell to tomahawk and arrows.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">A trumpeter arrived ready to send massage to all pictons resting that the enemy was there. Balmung blade was tossed to him, pricing right into his chest and he felt to the ground.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The players covered themselves with the tents.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Percival: “We should block perimeter to avoid escape.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “there shall be non to the mighty Cerdic this night.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">He advanced and got back Balmung to his hand. Lance, Gawn, Guinevere and Elicia with him next to the entrance of the tent. He nodded to them and they entered.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Nothing inside, but the false body of a human, crucified. From its chest, a red substance fell, from cuts forming letters, and finally words: “Death is inevitable”.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “Piece of shit”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “We must go. Now”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant went out of the tent, and made sings to his comrades to leave. They all rushed thought the entrance.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“ATTACK!”  Was hard from the distance. Two picton hordes approached ready for battle.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Bors: “RUS!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">He was joined by the rest, as both forces rushed towards each other and clashed in the middle. Galant jumped and stabbed a picton in the chest. He felt on his knees, he stabbed the pictons chest once more and killed it, spined his back at the ground, and got up and continue battle.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance used his threw some shuriken to a pictons eyes and used “tsujikaze” drawing his katana, cutting in half other. Other came, he slashes his leg, falling to the ground and then stabs it in the face. Bors kicks a picton, he jumps on a spear braking it, slashing with a powerful fist the monsters throat.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Gawn blocked a shield, spinning and beheads the monster with his axe. He smashed chest with his mace, and threw axe to the face of other. Dagonet rams Great Mjolnir ground, with “Thunder Pile” sending several enemies the air. Percival rushes thought the field off battle with his spear, stabbing monsters with ease. Tristan shot him with his arrows covering him.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The Army members fight, yet the most capable at battle was Corbatz. The others can nearly keep on the powerful pictons, as two of them fall.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Guinevere defends to times with Laevatein, the monster rushed at her she spins and elbows the back of its head, falling to the ground. Other attack and wounds the left side of her belly. She continues battle with 70% of her HP she kills the picton. Other comes at her back, Lance saves her, impaling the monster in the chest and slashing his swords out of its body.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Elicia uses sword skill “Sujin no Seiken”, killing the picton. She cuts with her knife the neck of other. A speared one attacks her. She blocks the first, but the second one is driven right to her right leg. She screamed in pain. She avoids other strike but is hit hardly in the face, spilling blood from her mouth and falling to the ground.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “Elicia!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The picton prepared the finishing move, only to be sliced in half by Galant himself. Lance look at him in jealousy, as he got her up his shoulders and carried her.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Fall into the camp!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">All of them rushed back.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Run you human cowards.” Shouted a picton.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance stopped. He slowly looked back looking to the picton a rushed to him, as several other monsters did the same. Lance jumped and used “Tsumujiguruma” on the two of them, as were stunned, he beheaded them both. Other approached, he used his shoulder lowering his body and the picton flipped and smashed it head with the ground. He slashed thought the chest other and killed the last one that had said to him that offence, stabbing its chest throwing its body thou the air.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “LANCE, WE HAVE TO GO MORE COME!” <p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">He looked back, several dozens walked towards him. He ran following his comrades to the camp.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cerdic: “Galant eludes my trap?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Throllbard: “Among with a handful of his men.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cerdic: “Let him feel the sting of his wounds, and thin upon the mind that inflicts them. Raise all monsters from rest, the time for tactics and deception is over. We move for the ridge, with our entire army.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Throllbard: “King of Monsters”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The sub-boss retired to fallow command.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cynric: “Finally, time for killing them has come.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cerdic: “As soon as we are there.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cynric: “Let us hasten arrival.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cerdic: “Your impulsiveness could course death of our monsters.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cynric: “And stilling here doing nothing it’s equal to lose time!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cerdic fisted his son on the face, falling to the ground.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cerdic: “I told you, as I am alive; I give command. Not you, boy. We are leaving, Follow me.” <p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cynric got up. He spited to the ground with ill temper, tired of his father’s command. He then followed him.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Wing grew stronger as the storm even more. In the camp most people inside the wagons yet few could do simple narrow wood walls of it against freezing temperatures. The remaining players gathered themselves covered as they could.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant walked through the camp, entering the medical wagon once more. Elicia rested lulled to sleep, with Lance if front of her taking care.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Galahad attended you?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Elicia: “Yes”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Where is him?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “I do not know.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “It lifts heart, to know you are yet on this world.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Elicia: “Fate owed to you. Lance told me that you carried me upon back.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “It is what any of us would do for another warrior.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “She yet requires rest.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “she will have it for now. Storm grows second by second, preventing a picton attack.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance got up and aproached his friend.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “I would see her undisturbed by the gale of wards as well.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance left the wagon, upset with a vessel on hand. Galant followed him. He started putting snow inside of it, to prepare water.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I notice that look on your face. The same you held when we were yet kids, fighting each other for nonsense.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Forgotten days, when you possessed a bolder mind. If we had moved with proper force against Cerdic.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“What would have been result? You look upon path not taken. And brake when you believe it to lead?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Ground unstained by Elicia’s blood.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You would see her but joined by all of us.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I would but fight! We are trapped between two sides and your strategies are useless. You have been bested by a more devious mind Galant. WE SHOULD PLACE SWORD IN EVERY HAND WITH STREGHT YET TO LIFT IT AND FALL UPON THE PICTONS.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“WE ARE SORROUNDED BY CANNON WALLS WITHOUT HOPE OF FLANKING MANOVER. TO FACE SUPURIOR NUMBER WITH LOW LEVEL PLAYERS JUST US TO FIGHT, WE WILL GAIN NOTHING BUT OUR OWN DEATHS.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“THEN LET CERDIC SEE HOW WE EMBRACE IT. AS WARRIORS DID IN THE PAST.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“YOU MOVE FROM SUBJETC. FEW HAVE THOUGHT AS YOU. THEY DO NOT HOPE FOR A GLORIOUS DEATH!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“NO THE HOPE TO BE LEAD!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">They paused by a brief moment their faces have been approaching near during conversation.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I WILL NOT MARCH THEM TO DEATH ITSLEF.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“AND I WILL NOT DIE WITH A PICTON SWORD IN MY BACK. I WILL GATHER THOSE ALIKING MIND AND PRESS ATTACK UPON CERDIC.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">He walked round Galant, as he grabbed his arm turning back.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“YOU WOULD FALL TO COMMAND!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance smashed the vessel full of snow into his temple, breaking it. He fell to the ground while blood came from the wound up to his left cheek, as he remained still on the ground.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“YOU ARE NOT A SUPREME LEADER. AND I DO NOT HEAR YOUR COMMAND!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant got up; he fisted Lance’s face once with the right, left, right at his chest, and once more left at his head, blocked by Lance’s defense and countered with other punch on the face.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">They separated for a brief moment and gazed at each other. People gathered watching them two fighting. Galant attacked once more but Lance blocked it and striked on the stomach, kneed on the face, grabbed and thrown to the ground.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant once more got up, Lance hit him, but Galant blocked him and righted his belly, and then his face. Afterwards he grabbed his arm and elbowed his face. Lance felt to the ground, and got up. He also was also bleeding.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">They stared to each other once more. Lance attacked one more time, but again he avoided it and fisted him at the belly not without being hit in the face. They approached, Lance tiered to hit him again, but was avoided, Galant grabbed him, throwing both of them in the air 360 flip ending Lance on the ground and Galant sited up on him. They briefly exchanged fists and choking each other.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Lance!”  Gawn neared with Dagonet, separating the two fighters.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “Have you two fallen from god damned reason!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “A question better put, to your leader.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">He left to the wagon.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “LANCE!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Gawn: “Know is not the time for quarrel.” <p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “The storm approaches, see those exposed to shelter!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The player camp stood frozen. Most players trembled with fear on some of the wagons.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Come on enter quickly!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Inside the cart there were more people that if could stand.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: No more people can come in! Seek other place!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Bors: “Galant! Where is Dagonet!?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “He is not with you!?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Bors: “Help me to find him!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: I am going!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Guinevere: “GALANT!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “I’ll be back. Do not worry.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant got off the wagon and help him search the place, yet nothing they could do against the wrath of Mother Nature. They could barely look their noses. As wind and cold grew, they were losing slowly their HP.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “I am sorry Bors, this is a waste of time!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Bors: “You go back I will continue.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “You would be lost as well. Dagonet will not fall to wind and ice. You know he better than anyone, he is too stubborn to die for this.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Bors nodded, yet his faced expressed the contrary; he wanted to keep looking for his brother.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">They returned to the wagon and took shelter.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “We did not find him.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Bors sat on an empty space near the door and was given coat by Guinevere; she was too desperate to give her his gratitude. His thought just focused on his brother. As for Galant, shivered uncontrollably with no stop. His legs were nearly sensible at the moment and felt, Guinevere grabbed him and helped him to get to the floor.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Guinevere: “I never favored the cold. Sere blanket and see ourselves warm.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “I have no need for it.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Guinevere: “Your teeth threaten to jump from mouth. As do mine.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">She then extended her left arm but pain appeared.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Your wound gives you pain?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Guinevere: “It reminds me that I yet live. And chose to continue to do so.” <p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant grabbed a coat from his menu and shared with his girlfriend. They hugged, shearing their common heat of their hearts. Shearing a brief conversation about what they shall do next to the end of the storm, a long time since they last had a boyfriend girlfriend conversation. They kissed, while waiting, hoping.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Percival: “If we continue like this, the problem would not be the frozen winds rather the lack of air to breath.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Gawn: “I prefer the pressing of rancid meat, rather to become ice.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galahad: “How many more this storm will last? We still don’t know where the rest are, what will we do? We should go to search them.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Tristan: “No.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galahad: “Tristan. Your hawk would easily find them!?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Trisitan: “There is no way to know where they are, and even if you go outside, or we four do, we would risk our lives, when they could be safe or dead. All we can do is keep waiting for the end.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Percival: “Tristan does not speak much. But when he does, truth falls from his mouth. We have to wait.” <p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Gawn: “Rest, keep ourselves warm and pray. That is all we can do.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet waked thought snow and could, we could nearly walk wand was losing his HP minute by minute. He would not last for much longer. He felt once his face hit the snow freezing even more. He got up, while his eyes laid on a small figure covered by snow. He approached it. It was Silica.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US"> “What happened to you?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I followed a small group of The Army, but could not keep their march, I felt here without noticing.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Come on get up.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">He grabbed her and carried while he walked. Yet with weigh, he could not walk much more time. He then noticed 5 meters from him and empty wagon. He carried them bout inside of it.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Finally, we have some luck. We will warm ourselves and pray the afterlife does not take us.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You pray now?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Upon many things. I hope my brother has found the same luck as myself. Pina is okay?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“She is not. But nothing so bad, she will recover.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet entered his menu and took out some blankets. He shared them with Silica hugging together. The little dragon tamer became even redder than before.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">A strong sound came from outside the wagon.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Silica hugged strongly Dagonet as he did the same placing his hand on her head. <p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You are safe. I will protect you.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The Royal Knights walked thought the camp. Guinevere approached a Corp removing his turned to ice helmet. His face was frozen, and his HP gone. He touched his face, and shattered into polygons immediately afterwards.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “How many?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Bors: “Seven frozen to death as him. Four of them soldiers of The Army. The NPC animals also. The wagons are now useless.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US"> “Gladly you are alive!” a known voice said,

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant turn back, Gawn, Percival, Tristan and Galahad came out from a wagon.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galahad: “Most of our healing potions and crystals are also gone. All what I have is what you and I carry.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Bors: “just you four?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Percival: “Yes what happens?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Bors: “Where is my brother?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “just behind you.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">He walked to us with the little girl right behind of him.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Bors: “I fear you were among the dead.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Dagonet: “I got lucky in best moment and found shelter, just after I found her.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Guinevere: “Not all were so blessed.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant looked to the wall just a hundred meters from them. The greatness of the wall, and his eyes brightened, as if he had solved an impossible puzzle.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Perhaps, we can light a way for those yet living. Where is Lance?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Gawn: “In one of the wagons with Elicia.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “I would have words. Prepare weapons and tell everyone to gather the most important things from the wagons for the rest of the journey.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant walked to the tent. Lance was outside of it practicing shiurken shooting. He turned back. His best friend stranded, looking to him.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You turn to reason?!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“I embraced it. We should press attack on those in the wall as you suggested.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“When he held other members of The Army, now forever lost from us! And what of the Pictons awaiting beyond the wall. How do we match their number?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Perhaps there is no need.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“You speak with stupid riddles. Occulting truth.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“As Cerdic obscures all he has done, shrouding his moves with deception: Elicia and Silica as living baits, drawing us to trap within his tent. Nothing is ever as it appears!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Then brake damned thoughts, all fall from presence.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“His trench stands enough to hold escape. Why has he has constructed a wall then?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“To keep our eyes from what lies beyond it.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Or what does not. A few pictons placed on top of it would give illusion of hundreds. A deception worthy of the man himself.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“And if you are wrong?” said Elicia, coming out from the wagon. <p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">“Then we shall embrace a glorious death. Absent pictons’ swords in our backs.” <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">A picton with a scar on his face noticed the sound of clashing rocks from down the trench. He looked down for a brief moment. An arrow was sot to his eye as he felt and died.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The Royal Knights prepared hooks tied with ropes and threw them to the wall, they looked, and pulled, an upper part of it fell. Two more pictons appeared Tristan shoot two arrows and killed them. Galant, Gawn Lance and Guinevere begin the rise to the top of the wall. As they arrive, more monsters came, all of them felt to sword and axe.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “Your thoughts were true! There are but a 50 pictons in that camp!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Then let us warm the morning with their blood!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">About twenty Pictons began the rush towards the wall. They for leaders stuck their weapons on the wall and descended. Dagonet and Percival got to the top of the wall. One came from both sides; Percival blocked its first blow with his shield, hit the picton with his spear, and stabbed him with the dagger right in the chest. Dagonet booked tow of the other blows and pierced its body with mjolnir pikes.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Tristan and Bors got up the wall. The archer took out Mongol Bow and started shooting covering his companions, while Bors drew his dual weapons and got down with his leaders. The squad of pictons approached and the leaders clashed with them. Lance blocks for a spear and uses Fujin no Seiken on it. Guinevere jumped on one with shield to its back and stabs him at the neck, one with a sword tired a blow and cuter her arm briefly, but was countered by Photon Flash killing it.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant uses Stardust Slasher and kill one of the Pictons, other approached and he rammed his shield to the knight, who fell back and spined in the ground getting up. The picton did the same move, but he got down and stabbed it on the belly. He then slashed to one of his sides, cutting it in two.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Gawn blocked two monsters ant the same time and rammed his axe to one’s neck, decapitating it. The used Great Slam with his mace blowing from left to right and the opposite, and stuck the mace the demons head as lots of crimson blood came out of it tainting the snow pink.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">They rushed with the rest to the picton camp, being followed from several members of The Army. Galant and Lance took the vanguard, slashing all that stood before them.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Bors flipped and kicked an opponent with Meteor Impact, Sending it flying several meter to other pictons, the al fell to ground. His brother appeared using Thunder Pile on them, leaving nothing but polygons.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance used Raijin no Seiken killing other monster. One approached by his back, but was stabbed in the back, it was Elicia. He smiled to her and began a back-to-back battle with her while four more got near them. Using the power of both sister swords, the pictons were no match for them and were killed before they could even attack.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant knocked down a Picton with his shield blocked one sword blow, and ramming his sword towards other his sword. Used Crescent Stardust Slasher on contrary move beheading the blue demon. He threw his shield killing other and stabbed other, flipped and grabbed his sword.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Galant: “Dagonet, Bors ,Corbatz, take men and see breach made into wall!” <p class="MsoNormal" style="border-style:none;padding:0cm;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif"; mso-ansi-language:EN-US">At least ten players went to the wall and started ramming their weapons towards it slowly breaching it.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cerdic accompanied with the rest of his monsters arrived the camp.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Boewolt: “King of monsters.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cerdic: “Give report.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Boewolt : “A large snow storm has just ended. I fear that without protection to snow and wind, the humans must pass to the afterlife. I sent a squad to research their camp.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cerdic: “So the weather threatened to clean the human disease before us.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cynric: “Then we should rise, and see those that have survived to the same fate.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The recognition squad approached, a sub-boss at command of it.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Hagen: “King of monster.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cerdic: “Give report.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Hagen: “There is no sight of guard upon the wall neither of the humans.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cynric: “It makes no sense. How could he span trench?”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cerdic: “We will approach with your squad right know.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">The advanced to the wall, the principal leaders of the monster army, accompanied by several shielded pictons heavily armed. As they approached the wall they noticed.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Thollbrad: “He used the wagons as bridge.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cerdic: “His legend is proved. He really is a good strategist and fearsome warrior.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cynric: “You did all of this just for that?!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cerdic: “Do not ask about my plans you pathetic bitch! He uses the means left for him. They cannot have travelled far distance. Give order to advance the legion. We shall claim their lives.”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">An arrow stuck into Hagen’s chest as he fell. Form the wall, the players got up and started throwing spears, kunais and weapons to kill them.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Protect the king!

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Pictons assumed for with their shields, covering them from the attack.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Cynric: “We must fall back!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">They falled back as Cerdic gazed to the players briefly, asking himself who was Galant.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Lance: “THE MIGHTY CERDIC SHOWS HIS ASS AS HE FLEES FORM US!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Bors: “RUS!”

<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Helvetica","sans-serif";mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Royal Knights: “RUUUUS!”

Tristan ended the celebration.

Tristan: “Those monsters looked the same as old players. One of them must be Cerdic. Yet I could not gaze the moment enough to memorize their faces.”

Dagonet: “We noticed. It is bad to know that.”

Gawn: “They will return. With the entire army.”

Galant: “They find this monument of illusion taken to flame, lending opportunity to place distance between us. Let us see ourselves far from here, and honor the fallen with future victories…and the blood of the great Cerdic.”