P.O.V- Seamus
The first thing we all hear when we enter the room is the sound of maniacal laughter echoing off the walls. I'm not gonna lie, it's really freaking me out. Once I hear the sound of a sword being pulled out of its sheath directly behind me, I'm able to relax. 'Don't worry, you'll be fine. Subodai's here to protect you.' I blush and smile as this thought enters my mind. As long as Subodai is with me, I never worry too much about battles. I know he's always got my back.
"You will never free the prisoners OR steal the spices! Get them, boys!" The leader orders. "Kobe, Barnabus, follow me!" Victoria commands as she takes off running toward the back of the room, spear raised. Kobe and Barnabus follow suit, raising their weapons and charging into battle after their captain. Allison and Emmett head off toward a nearby group of Monquistans, Egg and Nanu following closely behind. Bonnie and Sara follow the others example and pick out a group of their own to kill, leaving me alone with Subodai.
I wince as a small amount of pain travels through my arm. Subodai looks down at me, the concern clearly noticeable on his face. "Are you sure you are well enough to do this, captain? We can leave now, and nobody would know." His voice is gentle and pleading. I know he means well, but I can't back down now. What would everyone think if I backed out in the middle of a battle? What kind of captain would I be then? A horrible one, that's what. I manage a smile as I look up at him. I reply in a voice that I hope is convincing, "I'm sure. I can do this. Let's go get 'em." I can tell he isn't happy with my decision, but he goes with it anyway and follows me into battle.
As I look around the room, I spy the Mighty Trio committing multiple murders in the very far corner of the room. Heads are chopped off unsuspecting monkeys, and the ones that actually see something coming get stabbed in the back or slashed across the chest multiple times. Blood is splattered everywhere throughout that corner; the wall, the floor, even on themselves! It really makes you feel bad for the corner. Allison's crew has taken it upon themselves to clear out the mini horde that has formed in the front of the room. Allison chops the head off a monkey that gets way too close for comfort, Emmett starts rapid fire shooting at nearby Monquistan warriors, and Nanu and Egg work together to kill four of the morons that currently have them surrounded. Bonnie and Sara, having no specific group they're going after, are trying to help out whoever they think needs it. Currently Sara's going in to help Egg and Nanu while Bonnie's helping Emmett with his rapid firing. There's a lot of blood in that corner as well.
Unexpectedly, this leaves me and Subodai to fight the leader and his little gang of misfits. We end up splitting up to fight off the misfits. Two of them go after Subodai while one of them charges at me. Two stabs to the chest is all it takes to bring the fucker to his knees. 'It's pathetic, really. I assumed that being one of the leader's Honorary Misfits would mean that he would actually be a challenge. Oh well. At least he's dead.' I see Subodai struggling to focus on both his targets at once, so I decide to go and even the playing field. Before I can move even one step, my
path is blocked by none other than the asshole himself. "You defeated my man here like it was nothing, but how will you do against an actual challenge?" He hisses. His voice drips venom and overall insanity. It's unnerving.
I attempt to mask my fear by pushing forward and slashing my sword in his direction. This fails horribly as he dodges every move I make. He chuckles, a menacing sound coming from something so vile. "You call that swordplay? I'll show you true power!" Once I see his sword coming at me, I'm in full-blown panic mode. He makes his moves so quickly, one right after the other! 'He's too fast! There's no way I can keep this up for much longer!' One of his swings cuts my uninjured arm. I groan, and stupidly stand there clutching my arm. Just when I realize my mistake, he's going sword crazy on me. A slash to my back, chest, neck, legs, anywhere that damn sword could get he got. I collapse on the floor, covered in blood and scars whimpering like a beaten puppy. Both of my daggers are on either side of me, laying there completely useless. That damn bastard is standing over me, the tip of his sword just inches away from my neck. "Looks like this is the end, little boy." He smirks down at me. The last thing I remember before I completely slip away into darkness is that damn laugh of his.