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As Lucian was culling the Knights from the middle the warriors were soon impacted by a Lance of Death’s men. A bloody affair of Knights going into one another with a charge at a flank. It did not matter if the Knights were able to turn themselves to face the incoming Lance or were too focused upon fighting the Dragon to be of much help.
Like a tide they were thrown apart at the tip of the spear. The bodies of both horse and Knight were thrown upon the burnt grass with little care of what happened to them. So many had their flesh pierced or their horses heads impaled at lance tip, leaving them powerless to deflect the charge.
As Lucian watched them he learned of the sheer power of a Bretonnian Knight’s charge. An entire flank of his dragon was cleared as they continued traveling through the fortress with unstoppable might.
All of this came about thanks to the tip of the spear, Gillot, who kept his pegasus grounded just long enough to lead his men through the dangerous actions of charging directly into the stronghold of the enemy.
As Lucian slipped off of Satharifax he could smell the lightning dancing in the air as many strongholds were lit aflame by the magics of the Old Ones. There was no discrimination by the hands of the Mage-Priest, his gods only cared that those he struck were in league with the forces of Chaos.
As Lucian stood infront of the fortress one of the Knights who were part of the large charge had split off in his direction. This noble man had with him a passenger, Adok Fireskin, who rolled off like a barrel from a wagon.
“By the Ancestors that was a damned ride.” The Dwarf said as he marched next to Lucian, “You just gonna stand there gawking?”
“No, just wondering what happened to this place.” The Grail Knight admitted as he looked around him, “The Grail Knights should have flown against me.”
“I don’t think you need to worry about them missing.” The Dwarf answered as he lifted the rock he had been working on towards his eye, “They are holding out in there.”
Without hesitation Lucian marched forward towards the great doors of Castle Mousillon. A single slash from his scythe was all it took to smite it into pieces and reveal the two White Grail Knights who were standing guard against all intruders.
They each raised a sword against the Black Knight. They had each been waiting for this moment where they needed to face down their fellow countrymen, it just so happens that Lucian was the one to face them.
>Two v Two them
>Have Adok buff the hell out of Lucian
>Just walk past them, they are already dead.
