At a run, the Glade Knights advance out into the trampled mud, past the dead and the dying Rangers who have fallen in the assault.
Moaning in pain, a filthy Goblin arrow piercing her body just above the hip-bone, Sian hears the signal for their advance and knows that her suffering is not in vain. Crawling at the ebb of her waning strength, a shaft clean through her stomach, Heulwen hears the horn and knows that she will be avenged.
The Knights splash through the muck and the mire, towards the skirmish line of brave Rangers, still trading shots with the stubborn Goblin defenders.
Beerman
2025-04-16 20:41:49 +0000 UTC