>>5196375>>5196379>>5196395You threw away your shield, like a true knight would, and people gasped seeing this display of chivalry. You did not understood why. You decided to advance slowly and carefully, ready to dodge, and your opponent simply closed his eyes and began to speak in a tongue that you did not understood and that was definitely not Flemish, Spanish, English, Occitan or Latin. You never heard it. He then pointed his hand towards you and a great cone of flames went out of his fingers. Quickly you moved towards your left to dodge it, even if you were terrified ! It was witchcraft like you never saw ! It had nothing to do with the gipsies trying to do some tricks with cards to the gullible Parisians or the maledictions of witches that killed someone six months after being said. No, here the work of the devil was direct and terrifying !
You prayed the Lord to be spared by this flames of hell and dodged. Unfortunately he simply moved his hand and you were engulfed in flames. Was it your last day ? Will you die killed by witchcraft, engulfed in flames and burning like a witch or a heretic ? Will it be the end, you closed your eyes because everything around you was bright and glowing, was it what death looked like ? You continued to advance and did not felt anything. You thought that it was because your soul was out of your corpse but you didn't saw the angels of the Lord carrying you to the last Judgment.
You gripped your sword and hoped to see the Lord and to hear him say "Come here Charles, you always fought to protect my church, you never betrayed your liege lord, and you were always pious. Sit at my side, you deserved it." but you were afraid to not be forgiven for your sins.
But strangely death did not came, and when you opened your eyes you saw that Lord Hostil was before you, and his face had an expression of fear. While you heard the gasps of everyone on the grandstands. It seemed to astonish them as much as you. You only heard Ancel proclaim.
-Such is the power of the intercession of Saint Urbain !
You did not understood why Ancel invoked the patron saint of the drunkards whose relics were kept at Auxerre but it was probably a saint that he invoked a lot. But enough thinking, you were alive, and your enemy was recoiling in fear. He even said.
-W.. What... How ?
But enough of this, you had to act. He was trying to speak another language a second time.
>Charge the enemy, no time to wait.>Try to dodge his next witchcraft. >Taunt him and say that he has no power here. >Let your opponent a last chance to apologise and surrender.>Other (write in) 