>>5241957>>5241962>>5241982>>5242020>>5242087>>5242105>>5242656You ordered Father François to help you limp towards the field of battle, you knew that your presence was needed to encourage your men and even if you could not fight you could encourage your men.
-Father François, help me towards the field of battle, I need to help my men !
-Monseigneur, it is not reasonable, I must tell..
-I need to be there, I do not care if it is reasonable, bring me there !
You managed to lean on the shoulder of the priest who helped you advance towards the main cave. You advanced slowly, hearing the sounds of battle. After the place where you had killed the wounded cultists you saw some stairway to the main cavern. You managed to climb it down even if it was painful but immediately cursed your bad luck. One of the crones was trying to flee through the same staircase just while you were leaving it and you found yourself right before her. Father François, seeing the long clawed hands and ugly face with crooked teeth of the witch. But she did not hesitate, she took him and practically pushed him, how could an old woman do this ? It was devilry ! Witchcraft and Devilry ! Unfortunately you were leaning on Father François and so you fell, it was quite pathetic and not your best moment, pain surged through your ankle and you tried desperately to remain conscious. It was helped by your survival instinct when you saw the witch saying.
-The SACRIFICES ! How dared you escape !
And she tried to stab you in the face with her cane who had a pointy end. Fortunately you had still your hatchet in hand, having not lost it during your fall and you managed to hit her in the leg, now the witch had fallen, you cut her tendons near the ankle joint and you were quite sure that she would be incapable to walk too. Around you you saw that one of your men was being killed by a wolf beast and the other ones were fearing for their lives, hiding behind their shields. The bodies of a cultist and of two hags were visible too. You cried.
-Kill it men ! Kill it instead of waiting for it to kill you !
And Cop reacted, plunging his spear into the flank of the beast. It cried in pain, and the wolf seemed to be quite shocked. Just like your men, a soldier, called Impressed Byobvious if your remembered well, even cried.
-They can be hurt by non magical weapons !
And knowing it the men were cheering and regained courage. Cop told.
-Let's go lads !
And even if the wolf managed to throw a man against the wall and wound him he was quickly overrun and killed. It was a victory, a costly one but a victory nonetheless. Father François had been knocked unconscious and you saw Ancel running towards you.
-Messire ! Messire ! I knew that you were alive ! I would have stayed with you of course but I thought that we needed reinforcements and...
