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"Merin bless you, my brother, we have just become allies." | "Merin bless you, my brother, we have just become allies." | ||
Yet the orc's face closed up. He hurled his blade at the Akkylannian and chopped off his head, which rolled through the snow to a small mound nearby. The magistrate's lifeless body remained standing for a few seconds stolen from time, his hand held open in a friendly way, and then collapsed like a piece of cloth. Misan moved back, horrified, while trying to remember the words of an ancient miracle to ward off this dreadful fate. A protective halo of the eternal light covered him like every time, like an old friend who comes to tell him that he has nothing to worry about and that everything will be alright. The orc is pushed back by strands of light, struck by | Yet the orc's face closed up. He hurled his blade at the Akkylannian and chopped off his head, which rolled through the snow to a small mound nearby. The magistrate's lifeless body remained standing for a few seconds stolen from time, his hand held open in a friendly way, and then collapsed like a piece of cloth. Misan moved back, horrified, while trying to remember the words of an ancient miracle to ward off this dreadful fate. A protective halo of the eternal light covered him like every time, like an old friend who comes to tell him that he has nothing to worry about and that everything will be alright. The orc is pushed back by strands of light, struck by Arïn's wrath. | ||
Around him the battle was turning into a hecatomb. Stones were indistinctly crashing down on ghouls and Barhans, the thallions were busy fighting the orcish scouts, the swordsmen were being beaten by the specters, and the servants were in rout... It was every man for himself and Light was soon going to be defeated. Misan looked at the scene, his miracle still protecting him. He remembered the end of the prophecy's text: "Thus shall be their fate, sealed without witness." | Around him the battle was turning into a hecatomb. Stones were indistinctly crashing down on ghouls and Barhans, the thallions were busy fighting the orcish scouts, the swordsmen were being beaten by the specters, and the servants were in rout... It was every man for himself and Light was soon going to be defeated. Misan looked at the scene, his miracle still protecting him. He remembered the end of the prophecy's text: "Thus shall be their fate, sealed without witness." | ||
"O | "O Arïn... We are all going to die." | ||
Chagall let out a cry of joy when he finished off the last guard of Kaïber. The ghouls were belching behind him. Not a single loss. The Dog of Darkness rushed toward the thallions and orcs, followed by his ghouls, to take on both troops at the same time. That would occupy them while the zombies began the assault on the fort and then eat the corpses. | Chagall let out a cry of joy when he finished off the last guard of Kaïber. The ghouls were belching behind him. Not a single loss. The Dog of Darkness rushed toward the thallions and orcs, followed by his ghouls, to take on both troops at the same time. That would occupy them while the zombies began the assault on the fort and then eat the corpses. | ||