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The world was a loud pinging noise. A powerful stinging that the Knight had never had the experience of feeling and did not even have enough mind to pray against it. What he knew was what his body, and in a sense the magic flowing through it, what he should do. He needed to rise! He needed to get on his damned feet and face down the mighty monster that was a threat to all those in the Old World!
His feet were shaky. So many muscles pulled and veins ruptured as he balanced himself upon his scythe.
Sense were returning. The dust filled air brushed against his bare skin. The armor that the Knight had been wearing had been blown apart from both the explosion and being thrown against the earth. It was the cost for his survival, the leather being strung across the battleground.
He could not see. His eyes were seeing nothing but bright lights and was fuzzed. Through the fuzz was nothing but a fog of dust that brushed against his exposed back. He had to leverage himself upon the scythe, keeping himself upright all while marching through the fog.
What was happening around him Lucian did not know. All he knew was that he needed to move forward. Nothing else mattered in a battlefield except that he needed to keep moving. Standing by oneself was simply aksing to be cut down where they stood. When they moved they were less likely to be challenged.
As Lucian thought this the Knight’s foot hit something. It felt massive and somewhat soft, like a lump of flesh. As he reached his hand forward and touched the massive thing infront of him he knew instantly was it was.
It was Grimidal. The Giant was toppled to the ground and must have suffered a great injury. Unlike Lucian he had been losing blood throughout the entire battle. So adding a head injury was probably enough to stun him for a long time.
Yet he would not stay down.
So the Knight began to climb, soon rolling onto what he was guessing was the shoulder. Here his vision slowly came back, away from the smoke, to see the many faces of the giant trying to bite him.
Yet they could not stop Lucian as he walked over to the Giant’s neck, ending it all with one fell stroke.
>Darkness takes hold
>Declare victory for all to hear
>Simply watch as chaos takes the camp
