**First story on , please point out any plotholes in the comments!**
You are Jakob Lanwhopper, a warden of the new and refined Iron Legion, you are currently fighting along side the Lord Warden in ashfeld, Apollyons Blackstone Legion is doing everything they can to try and defend themselves.
"Agh!" You screamed.
You suddenly phase back into reality as a lawbringer has a foot on your chest, his axe by his side, you fear its the end.
"At Victoriam.." You managed to choke out.
Suddenly, he's off you, as an Orochi stabs him from the back and runs with a Shugoki.
"Just my luck.." You muttered as you got up, your helmet damaged.
I should probably get back to Holden Cross.
You trudge through the castle, seeing the dead bodies of allies and enemies.
"War." You think, "War is such a beauty and abomination at the same time.."
Your heart stops, Apollyon is on the other side of the narrow dim hallway you seemingly didn't notice you walked into.
"We meet again, warden."
Your previous encounter was you getting pushed off a ledge into water and almost drowning.
"You monster.."
She immediately starts swinging madly towards you, slightly injuring you every time until..
"AGH!" She screamed as you unknowingly thrusted the blade through her chest.
"This is what you deserve!" You screamed as you pulled her up and shoved the blade back in her chest cavity, forcing her body to be jolted up and impaled by your sword.
"You.. are a wolf, maybe you will show the knights, viking and samurai.. Kill me and take my blade."
"Gladly."
You picked her blade off the floor and cut her head off her impaled body, finishing Apollyon.
"Warden? Where are you i-"
**See what holden cross thinks of Jakobs abilitys. Tune in next time to A Wardens Oath.
