limp from pillars by their broken necks. The bird-men had managed to completely surprise their quarry with silent death.
Noah’s world spun around him.
Lemuel’s screaming voice brought Noah back to reality. He dodged just in time to avoid an axe that almost cleaved him in two. He backed up against Lemuel. Twenty bird-men surrounded them, weapons at the ready. But these mutant creatures had cornered the wrong two fighters. As a battling duet, Noah and Lemuel swung their weapons in a macabre dance of death, taking out soldiers left and right.
Noah downed a soldier behind Lemuel. Lemuel spun and hacked an attacker in Noah’s blind spot. Methuselah and Lamech had trained them together most of their lives with the secret art of the lost order of warriors called the Karabu. They were seasoned and unbeatable.
Unbeatable until the net dropped from above.
It enveloped them like a spider’s web. They were trapped prey. Their weapons were useless. The soldiers rained blows upon them, pounding them into submission. Noah’s raw anger kept him conscious. Lemuel blacked out. When the soldiers stopped, Noah knew they were not going to be killed. He dropped his weapon.
Someone yanked the net away. The prisoner’s arms were held back by five soldiers each. Lemuel came to from his black-out.
Lugalanu stepped up to Noah , reveling in his victory.
Noah spit at him . “You piece of filth. I should have known never to negotiate with the wicked.”
Lugalanu crowed, “I would expect the nemesis of the gods to be smarter than that.” He gestured toward the trees behind Noah with a slight nod of his head. “Your village is no more.”
Noah looked up in the sky in that direction. Billowing clouds of black smoke in the distance told him all he needed to know.
Noah broke down into tears struggling in vain to get free. He pleaded, “Please. No.”
Lugalanu looked at Noah with feigned surprise. “Again, you beg my indulgence? Well!” He made a dramatic pause. “I must admit, until I found out who you were, I did not anticipate you would be such a valuable treasure. Your friend , however, is not.”
A wave of dread washed over Noah. He locked eyes with Lemuel, firmly held in place by the soldiers. Lugalanu nodded to one of them, who reached over and drew his blade across Lemuel’s throat. Lemuel dropped to the ground, choking to death on his own blood.
Lugalanu grabbed a mace from one of the soldiers. “Every man is ruled by a god,” he declared, and clubbed Noah into unconsciousness.
It was a massacre. Noah’s camp fell swiftly, taken completely by surprise. The men tried to gather their arms but a contingent of soldiers and a squad of Nephilim warriors overwhelmed them before they could get organized. It would not have mattered if they had. The tribe had last seen the fearsome giants many years before, but no amount of past experience prepared them for this new terror. The giants’ armor was more frightening, their weapons more vicious, their killing more ruthless. If it was even possible, they were more evil .
At twice the height of humans, Nephilim could sweep their strange blades like a scythe, decapitating a circle of surrounding enemies. The extra digit on their hands gave them a more powerful grip on their weapons. The extra digit on their feet gave them a wider surface area for balance. The armed strike of a single Naphil shattered both weapon and limb of a human opponent.
At the first alarm of the attack, the tribe scrambled for their weapons and mustered for defense. The women and children hid. The circle of evil titans squeezed the tribal fighters into a cluster, ready for reaping. The captains rallied as best they could, calling out for formation.
Lemuel’s protégé, young Shafat, joined the inner ring as the more experienced fighters took the perimeter. Every man faced out toward the circling giants.
For the first time in his life, Shafat was scared, truly scared. Lemuel had taught him well, and
Noah’s world spun around him.
Lemuel’s screaming voice brought Noah back to reality. He dodged just in time to avoid an axe that almost cleaved him in two. He backed up against Lemuel. Twenty bird-men surrounded them, weapons at the ready. But these mutant creatures had cornered the wrong two fighters. As a battling duet, Noah and Lemuel swung their weapons in a macabre dance of death, taking out soldiers left and right.
Noah downed a soldier behind Lemuel. Lemuel spun and hacked an attacker in Noah’s blind spot. Methuselah and Lamech had trained them together most of their lives with the secret art of the lost order of warriors called the Karabu. They were seasoned and unbeatable.
Unbeatable until the net dropped from above.
It enveloped them like a spider’s web. They were trapped prey. Their weapons were useless. The soldiers rained blows upon them, pounding them into submission. Noah’s raw anger kept him conscious. Lemuel blacked out. When the soldiers stopped, Noah knew they were not going to be killed. He dropped his weapon.
Someone yanked the net away. The prisoner’s arms were held back by five soldiers each. Lemuel came to from his black-out.
Lugalanu stepped up to Noah , reveling in his victory.
Noah spit at him . “You piece of filth. I should have known never to negotiate with the wicked.”
Lugalanu crowed, “I would expect the nemesis of the gods to be smarter than that.” He gestured toward the trees behind Noah with a slight nod of his head. “Your village is no more.”
Noah looked up in the sky in that direction. Billowing clouds of black smoke in the distance told him all he needed to know.
Noah broke down into tears struggling in vain to get free. He pleaded, “Please. No.”
Lugalanu looked at Noah with feigned surprise. “Again, you beg my indulgence? Well!” He made a dramatic pause. “I must admit, until I found out who you were, I did not anticipate you would be such a valuable treasure. Your friend , however, is not.”
A wave of dread washed over Noah. He locked eyes with Lemuel, firmly held in place by the soldiers. Lugalanu nodded to one of them, who reached over and drew his blade across Lemuel’s throat. Lemuel dropped to the ground, choking to death on his own blood.
Lugalanu grabbed a mace from one of the soldiers. “Every man is ruled by a god,” he declared, and clubbed Noah into unconsciousness.
It was a massacre. Noah’s camp fell swiftly, taken completely by surprise. The men tried to gather their arms but a contingent of soldiers and a squad of Nephilim warriors overwhelmed them before they could get organized. It would not have mattered if they had. The tribe had last seen the fearsome giants many years before, but no amount of past experience prepared them for this new terror. The giants’ armor was more frightening, their weapons more vicious, their killing more ruthless. If it was even possible, they were more evil .
At twice the height of humans, Nephilim could sweep their strange blades like a scythe, decapitating a circle of surrounding enemies. The extra digit on their hands gave them a more powerful grip on their weapons. The extra digit on their feet gave them a wider surface area for balance. The armed strike of a single Naphil shattered both weapon and limb of a human opponent.
At the first alarm of the attack, the tribe scrambled for their weapons and mustered for defense. The women and children hid. The circle of evil titans squeezed the tribal fighters into a cluster, ready for reaping. The captains rallied as best they could, calling out for formation.
Lemuel’s protégé, young Shafat, joined the inner ring as the more experienced fighters took the perimeter. Every man faced out toward the circling giants.
For the first time in his life, Shafat was scared, truly scared. Lemuel had taught him well, and
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