Cataclysm in Ylisse
Chapter 3: The verge of death.
Disclaimer: I don't own Fire Emblem. Sven is mine but everything else belongs to NINTENDO.
"Let's go!" dash into the enemy ranks, Check. Slash bandits, Check. Let's make this interesting. How about I try pulling off Ike's Aether from Brawl.
Throw sword into air, jump up, grab sword and SLICE.
Now THAT is a lot of blood. Okay Sven focus. It's kill or be killed and these guys die in the game anyway.
Naturally the Shepherds are dominating the area. I guess I can stop by the canal to see what I look like in this world. Of course I've changed, it's obvious because my Dyspraxia is gone and my eyesight sharp once more.
Alright, back in my original form now. Oh cool, I'm in the same outfit Xane wore in Shadow Dragon; red top with blue and gold sleeves, burgundy shorts and a sort of scarf used as a belt. I even have the same hair style as Xane, though I kept my own hair colour of brown. I even had wing ornaments in my hair. This look kind of suits me, although quite honestly, I'm glad that my hair is brown. If it was red then those ornaments could wind up making people mix up me and Cordelia.
"Here sheepy sheepy! Come to the slaughter!" Garrick's battle cry rang out over the din of steel on steel.
Chrom had decided to challenge Garrick. I transformed into Chrom and ran to his side "I'm here for you" I told him.
Chrom understood immediately but Garrick didn't.
"What… But… two?" Were the only words that escaped him.
"Wow," I chortle, "Here I was thinking bandits have no brain cells." Garrick looks confused as to the implications of my statement. "I stand corrected" I sighed.
Garrick seems to have worked out what I meant and now he is distracted. Well done Chrom for taking the opportunity to attack.
Garrick jumped backwards to dodge the strike. RUN in shove my sword in "Now you see me!" Seems I hit Garrick's sword arm and, BLOODY HELL he's got a pair of lungs to him.
"Now you see me!" I think that will be my Dual Strike phrase from now on. Now I just need Dual Support, Dual Guard phrases and ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGH, right in my gut. Garrick must have chucked his hand axe at me and of course I don't notice it until it's too late. Oh the floor is approaching me very fast. It seems that that thought track was my undoing. And I didn't even get the chance to practice my death quote.
I can feel that my breath is heavy but getting shallower. "So this is it," I gasp, I can feel a weak smile playing on my lips, "I guess I'll never find a way home." That'll do.
Garrick's eyes widen as my transformation wore off. At least I can die knowing that I got one up on him.
Chrom runs to my side shaking my shoulders but all feeling had gone. I see him signal Lissa to come over and heal me, though I knew I was already gone. Hmm, death is surprisingly tranquil, I wouldn't recommend it but it isn't that bad.
"Checkmate!" "Pick a God and pray!" There goes a blast of lightning and a horse. Must mean Fredrick and Robin both got Crits
"Bwaaargh!" Garrick cried as he crumpled to the floor.
My vision is going blurry and I can feel my muscles giving way.
"No Sven don't do this." Chrom said, a tear tracing its way down his cheek. The game doesn't do justice to how much he cares for his troops.
"I guess I'll be going now, it's been fun Princey." Lissa is almost in tears now. "Oh and Robin," Always time for joking, "Don't forget your sword."
A wave of black. Now this is too Cliché, even for me
