>>5749245>UpdateYou have to strike now and finish off Montgomery before you’re overwhelmed with more guards from the outside. Bennett and his men seem content to stand there for the time being and watch the fight unfurl, so you’ll deal with them later. For now, you’ll focus all your attention on the Priest and his men. The frontline of his soldiers appear to be Halberdiers, while the backline consists of Snipers, their bows drawn and knocked.
The first Halberdier engages Clay in combat. Using his superior range, he’s able to land a strong hit against the mercenary. However, you now know it will take far more than that to kill the Crest bearer. Clay uses his Wind Sword to unleash a cutting barrage of magic against his foe, which pierces through the armor that he wears. As it does so, Clay’s own wound that he just took begins to heal. Another Halberdier heads his way, only for an arrow to embed itself in his eye courtesy of Ashe.
Meanwhile, Seamus and Uriel deal with the other two halberdiers opposite of them. Seamus rushes forward, his speed only a notch below that of Cormac’s. His sword slices through the air and parts with his opponent’s head in a spray of blood. He takes a grazing blow from the other spearman, but that man soon finds himself facing down a charging Uriel. Though he may not be a Demonic Beast, the Paladin’s Blessed Spear hurts him all the same as the tip protrudes through his back. The Halberdier finds himself stuck and is soon finished off by Seamus.
Two of the Snipers aim their bows towards Prince Leif, while the third aims his bow directly at you. Leif impressively manages to slash both projectiles out of the sky, but you unfortunately are not as dexterous, and suffer some damage as the arrow hits you in the side.
>Blair: 49/61 HPYou retaliate with two quick Fireballs that pulverize your attacker alive, casting them alight and ending their life. As you do so, Kayla has already begun work on healing you, mending the wound and causing the arrow to fall harmlessly to the ground.
>Blair: 61/61 HPWith most of his retinue dead, Montgomery suddenly looks extremely vulnerable. He gazes up at Bennett with great anger, and shouts at him. “Are you just going to stand there, you fool?!” All pretenses of acting as a gentle, softspoken priest have been tossed to the side. “Need I remind you who put you where you are?! If I die, it won’t just be this siege that is lost. They’ll kill you next!”
“Do you still believe the help that you’ve provided me means you own me?” Bennett says. The Patriarch stands from his chair, looking down on the battle before him. “Was it I that needed you, or you that needed me, Agarthan? Your kind has spent the last millennia looking down on us as inferior. You think of us as nothing more than cattle, only fit to serve you. And yet without us, you’d be relegated to your underground hovels, seething in eternal fury at all that the Goddess deprived you of.”
