numbers great, but he refused to be daunted. He cut into the enemy as he pushed upwards, forcing his way towards Moshanna, his blades actuate and deadly. He trusted his armor to turn most blades, but his arms and legs were exposed, yet he did not hesitate.
He parried a high sword thrust from the man in front of him, and then struck home his dagger, the man staggering back, clutching his chest. Before Dominic could recover, another sword thrust darted in. He attempted to spin away from it, but the steps limited his movement and the blade scored his arm, cutting deep. He ignored the pain and warm blood running down his arm as he completed his spin and brought his sword down on his attacker’s exposed head. The man dropped, but another took his place.
It was a slow, bloody slough up the steps. Dominic saw the closest demons attempt to engage his men, but the clerics would react and blast the demons’ attacks out of the air. The screaming of men and the clash of magics filled the air with deafening noise, but his men reacted swiftly to his hand commands.
After several minutes of brutal fighting, his group finally linked back up with Moshanna, who had reached the end of Farrious’ line. They had lost half of their soldiers, but they succeeded in driving the enemy back and relieving the pressure on Farrious. Dominic ordered the men to join the line and he and Moshanna slipped behind the soldiers to find Farrious.
“Well met, Lord Demonhunter,” Farrious greeted him over the clash of steel and conflicting magics as Dominic slid into position next to the big man. “You have bought us some more time, but we are still outnumbered. If the queen were not here, I would charge into the midst of these traitors, but I am duty bound to protect her.”
“We need to change the dynamics of this fight or we will be eventually ground down,” Dominic replied. “I will lead most of the men in an attack to try to clear a path. Keep several soldiers with you and move the queen if I am successful. If not, then today is as good a day to die as any other.”
Farrious grimly laughed at that. “I hope that you are successful then, for I’m not quite ready to leave this world, my lord.”
Moshanna had gone up to the queens’ box to speak quickly with the queen and Sharin, but now returned to join the line. Dominic explained the plan and Moshanna nodded. “It will be my honor to stand with you, Dominic,” he said. “Luck to us all”
Word went down the line and, at Dominic’s signal, all of the soldiers attacked while Farrious and four soldiers fell back around the queen. Dominic and Moshanna took the center, pressing forward side-by-side, their enemies falling around them. It quickly became a blur of blood and steel. With Dominic’s forces having the advantage of elevation, as the enemy fell, it impeded their ability to reinforce their front.
The demons attempted to press forward, but the three clerics filled the air with golden blasts of clerics’ fire, driving them back. One Imp, trying to get into a position to attack, made the error of getting within the reach of Dominic.
His scarred face tight and bright eyes shining, Dominic threw himself forward and slammed into the human followers that stood in front of the demon. The impact scattered them and knocked one back into the demon, which caught its balance and flung the man away. But that slight delay was all the time that Dominic needed. He drove his sword into the demon’s chest as he slashed at its neck with his dagger. The demon staggered back, trying to gather its dark power, but Dominic wrenched his sword free and continued to strike. The demon tired to turn and flee, but a flurry of blows dropped it to the ground, its dark blood staining the stone.
Out of the corner of his eye, Dominic saw an enemy, sword raised, closing on him and spun to face him, knowing he would probably not make it in time. Before the man
He parried a high sword thrust from the man in front of him, and then struck home his dagger, the man staggering back, clutching his chest. Before Dominic could recover, another sword thrust darted in. He attempted to spin away from it, but the steps limited his movement and the blade scored his arm, cutting deep. He ignored the pain and warm blood running down his arm as he completed his spin and brought his sword down on his attacker’s exposed head. The man dropped, but another took his place.
It was a slow, bloody slough up the steps. Dominic saw the closest demons attempt to engage his men, but the clerics would react and blast the demons’ attacks out of the air. The screaming of men and the clash of magics filled the air with deafening noise, but his men reacted swiftly to his hand commands.
After several minutes of brutal fighting, his group finally linked back up with Moshanna, who had reached the end of Farrious’ line. They had lost half of their soldiers, but they succeeded in driving the enemy back and relieving the pressure on Farrious. Dominic ordered the men to join the line and he and Moshanna slipped behind the soldiers to find Farrious.
“Well met, Lord Demonhunter,” Farrious greeted him over the clash of steel and conflicting magics as Dominic slid into position next to the big man. “You have bought us some more time, but we are still outnumbered. If the queen were not here, I would charge into the midst of these traitors, but I am duty bound to protect her.”
“We need to change the dynamics of this fight or we will be eventually ground down,” Dominic replied. “I will lead most of the men in an attack to try to clear a path. Keep several soldiers with you and move the queen if I am successful. If not, then today is as good a day to die as any other.”
Farrious grimly laughed at that. “I hope that you are successful then, for I’m not quite ready to leave this world, my lord.”
Moshanna had gone up to the queens’ box to speak quickly with the queen and Sharin, but now returned to join the line. Dominic explained the plan and Moshanna nodded. “It will be my honor to stand with you, Dominic,” he said. “Luck to us all”
Word went down the line and, at Dominic’s signal, all of the soldiers attacked while Farrious and four soldiers fell back around the queen. Dominic and Moshanna took the center, pressing forward side-by-side, their enemies falling around them. It quickly became a blur of blood and steel. With Dominic’s forces having the advantage of elevation, as the enemy fell, it impeded their ability to reinforce their front.
The demons attempted to press forward, but the three clerics filled the air with golden blasts of clerics’ fire, driving them back. One Imp, trying to get into a position to attack, made the error of getting within the reach of Dominic.
His scarred face tight and bright eyes shining, Dominic threw himself forward and slammed into the human followers that stood in front of the demon. The impact scattered them and knocked one back into the demon, which caught its balance and flung the man away. But that slight delay was all the time that Dominic needed. He drove his sword into the demon’s chest as he slashed at its neck with his dagger. The demon staggered back, trying to gather its dark power, but Dominic wrenched his sword free and continued to strike. The demon tired to turn and flee, but a flurry of blows dropped it to the ground, its dark blood staining the stone.
Out of the corner of his eye, Dominic saw an enemy, sword raised, closing on him and spun to face him, knowing he would probably not make it in time. Before the man
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