Epic battle
You approach the castle, sword in hand. You notice how silhouetted it is, dark beyond the skies, it's a high tower, not heavily guarded, plain, but hanging around with the ol' folk you've heard whoever enters, doesn't come back. But you shrug off these attempts at fear. You walk for a while, then break into a run, climbing up the tall hill until you are trailing down broken chipped stairs. There are guards up ahead. Short green goblins that weild small knives. You aproach one at amazing speed, you spin around and slash him in the neck, he drops to his knees, you dont even notice, before long, all 8 goblins are killed. You whip your sword to the side, removing drops of blood, and you bust open the doors. Easy. You run up the stairs, stabbing random goblins as you trail up the spiral staircase. Until eventually you're in the middle floor. Men weilding swords walk towards you cautiously, like you're an untamed beast. Frockmicteins. Cowards.
One run towards you, you crouch and the sword slashes the air where your neck once was, you jump up and flick out your leg, slamming into his chest and he drops backwards down the staircase. One runs towards you yet again, but your back is turned, fortunatly, you can hear the pounding of his footsteps, you jump back on one leg and push the other out to it slams into his chest. The rest is a blur of movement, your style is amazing, you appreciate what your master did for you, before his unfortunate death..40 men are slumped around you, dead. 1 remains alive, but no arm. You walk towards him, you raise your sword and you drop it brutally, blood gushed out, some grabs your brand new metal boots that you just bought from the market. Bastard! No one touches your new boots! You stab him repetetively, brutal, but it was worth it, I mean, these boots were quite expensive! The master is in the next room. Do you face him?
« Go Back One run towards you, you crouch and the sword slashes the air where your neck once was, you jump up and flick out your leg, slamming into his chest and he drops backwards down the staircase. One runs towards you yet again, but your back is turned, fortunatly, you can hear the pounding of his footsteps, you jump back on one leg and push the other out to it slams into his chest. The rest is a blur of movement, your style is amazing, you appreciate what your master did for you, before his unfortunate death..40 men are slumped around you, dead. 1 remains alive, but no arm. You walk towards him, you raise your sword and you drop it brutally, blood gushed out, some grabs your brand new metal boots that you just bought from the market. Bastard! No one touches your new boots! You stab him repetetively, brutal, but it was worth it, I mean, these boots were quite expensive! The master is in the next room. Do you face him?