Post by TheRipz on Feb 24, 2008 2:35:46 GMT -5
as more than forty guards rushed over the charcoal and began to pass by Matt and Alice without even a second glance, none of them were stopping to pick up their fallen comrades.
Matt: “HEY THESE GUYS ARE STILL ALIVE!”
Matt turned around to yell at them as they passed, not a single one stopped to help.
Unknown: “get out of here, you’ll be dead in an instant…”
Alice: “Mark!”
Matt: “Mark?”
Matt turned around to see Alice hugging a tall, buff man wearing chainmale and holding a thin blade about half to three times as small as the one Matt was holding.
Alice: “Mark you came! How many did you bring?”
Mark: “I brought my best twelve, but they’re not going to be enough, call back your army… Alice, two of the Masters are here… and the Third is on his way…”
Alice: “… two…”
Matt: “he’s right… get your guys out of there, and have them carry these guys off… if there was every the time for self sacrificing its now”
Mark: “this isn’t the time to appear heroic, this is the time to be strategic… my men in two sets of six can hold off the Two masters currently here… I need to get back there. Just call off your men… we’ll be getting out as soon as we can… we need to let them take the town… its our only way…”
Alice: “but then all the people will die!”
Mark: “I know, but if me and my men stay we loose thirteen of the rebellions strongest soldiers! If you’re platoon dies we loose almost a hundred other soldiers… if the town is taken we loose a few thousand people, but the rebellion has the least amount of losses”
Matt: “…that’s kinda gay twisted logic…”
Alice: “alright lets go I’ll tell them to pull back…”
Matt: “…fine… go without me I’ll just slow you down.”
Alice and Mark ran off around the charcoal to where the battle was waging. Matt once again was using the sword to prop him up.
Matt: “he’s right about one thing… this is the time to be strategic…”
Alice and Mark arrived at the point of the battle, there was a number of men armored much the same as Mark fighting with two individuals, on different sides of the battlefield, between and all around them was a large number of ghoulish, zombie creatures fighting with about a hundred and fifty humans, they were outnumbered by almost three to one odds the only reason they hadn’t been completely killed thus far is because they were using large flat objects to separate them and the Corrupted… Alice screamed out and Mark ran into the fight.
Alice: “PULL BACK!! WE ARE PULLING BACK!!!”
The men using shields looked back and than looked at each other, slowly they began to pull back as a group keeping the shield line together Mark ran in jumped over all of them and began slashing around the Corrupted slowed there progress on Alice’s soldiers and began to attack Mark. Alice’s soldiers threw there shields and made a run for it, the Corrupted followed them in a slow walk; Alice’s soldiers ran back past Alice and just kept running. Mark and his soldiers continued fighting on. As Alice turned around to run back with her troops she saw Matt struggling to run, shirtless, with two pieces of wood on fire, one in each hand. As he ran past Alice he threw the two pieces one at a time at both sides of the field, they landed on the grass and set it on fire. Matt fell to his knees.
Matt: “heh, shit burns fast here…”
Matt: “HEY THESE GUYS ARE STILL ALIVE!”
Matt turned around to yell at them as they passed, not a single one stopped to help.
Unknown: “get out of here, you’ll be dead in an instant…”
Alice: “Mark!”
Matt: “Mark?”
Matt turned around to see Alice hugging a tall, buff man wearing chainmale and holding a thin blade about half to three times as small as the one Matt was holding.
Alice: “Mark you came! How many did you bring?”
Mark: “I brought my best twelve, but they’re not going to be enough, call back your army… Alice, two of the Masters are here… and the Third is on his way…”
Alice: “… two…”
Matt: “he’s right… get your guys out of there, and have them carry these guys off… if there was every the time for self sacrificing its now”
Mark: “this isn’t the time to appear heroic, this is the time to be strategic… my men in two sets of six can hold off the Two masters currently here… I need to get back there. Just call off your men… we’ll be getting out as soon as we can… we need to let them take the town… its our only way…”
Alice: “but then all the people will die!”
Mark: “I know, but if me and my men stay we loose thirteen of the rebellions strongest soldiers! If you’re platoon dies we loose almost a hundred other soldiers… if the town is taken we loose a few thousand people, but the rebellion has the least amount of losses”
Matt: “…that’s kinda gay twisted logic…”
Alice: “alright lets go I’ll tell them to pull back…”
Matt: “…fine… go without me I’ll just slow you down.”
Alice and Mark ran off around the charcoal to where the battle was waging. Matt once again was using the sword to prop him up.
Matt: “he’s right about one thing… this is the time to be strategic…”
Alice and Mark arrived at the point of the battle, there was a number of men armored much the same as Mark fighting with two individuals, on different sides of the battlefield, between and all around them was a large number of ghoulish, zombie creatures fighting with about a hundred and fifty humans, they were outnumbered by almost three to one odds the only reason they hadn’t been completely killed thus far is because they were using large flat objects to separate them and the Corrupted… Alice screamed out and Mark ran into the fight.
Alice: “PULL BACK!! WE ARE PULLING BACK!!!”
The men using shields looked back and than looked at each other, slowly they began to pull back as a group keeping the shield line together Mark ran in jumped over all of them and began slashing around the Corrupted slowed there progress on Alice’s soldiers and began to attack Mark. Alice’s soldiers threw there shields and made a run for it, the Corrupted followed them in a slow walk; Alice’s soldiers ran back past Alice and just kept running. Mark and his soldiers continued fighting on. As Alice turned around to run back with her troops she saw Matt struggling to run, shirtless, with two pieces of wood on fire, one in each hand. As he ran past Alice he threw the two pieces one at a time at both sides of the field, they landed on the grass and set it on fire. Matt fell to his knees.
Matt: “heh, shit burns fast here…”
