The Siege
Chapter One — The Highlands
His maul broke the sword of the Fallen. He quickly followed through, smashing the demon's face. Swinging around, he jabbed forward with the maul, shattering the ribcage and spine of a skeleton. Just to his side, his Grizzly was ripping through the Dark Hunters slowly, being supported by an Oak Sage and a Poison Creeper. Together, the four were a formidable force, and were not being overwhelmed by the huge force of Fallen, skeletons, and Dark Hunters. They were, however, being forced back.
The Druid, whose name was Azgarth, fought bravely. He was part of an assault on the Monastery, which hoped to defeat Andariel and free the passage to the East.
A tribe of Druids has allied with several Amazons. Azgarth was to scout the Tamoe Highlands, and if the way was clear, to report back. After that, the Druids and Amazons would set up camp outside the Monastery and then work their way through the Catacombs, eventually finding and confronting Andariel.
However, the way to the Monastery was most certainly not clear. Azgarth had already run into small packs of skeletons and Dark Hunters, but the force in front of him was huge.
Nearly twenty fallen, backed by several Shamans, were there, along with ten Dark Hunters and fifteen skeletons.
Azgarth had not wanted to resort to his powers. He knew that using his powers might possibly tip off Andariel, due to the great sights and effects they caused. But he no other choice. It was either use his powers or die.
He stepped behind his Grizzly, closing his eyes.
"I am a student of the Secret Flame,
The power of the Light.
Bring forth Armageddon
Upon the foes of Light!"
Dark clouds covered the night sky. The already shadowy land became pitch black. But then, the clouds parted
The battle stopped. All gazed at the sky, for it burned.
And from the sky came flaming rock and ash.
Great stones, burning with fire, fell from the sky, striking many of the foes. The grass caught fire, quickly spreading, creating a small brushfire.
Immediately, the battle turned. Swarms of Fallen screamed as they died, and all of the skeletons broke and collapsed. The Grizzly stepped back, not wanting to be burned.
Unfortunately, all but one of the remaining seven Dark Hunters went untouched. They slowly approached, axes raised. The Grizzly was too far away to aid, and Azgarth could not deal with them all on his own. He was going to die.
Suddenly, an arrow appeared in the lead Hunter's face. No noise, no seeing the arrow fly through the air, it was just there. The Hunter didn't seem to register this fact for several seconds, at which point it collapsed.
With a few flit' sounds, three more Hunters dropped. Ten seconds later, no Hunters stood.
Azgarth stood there, stunned. What had happened?
"I knew that this alliance between our peoples would be beneficial," came a voice. Azgarth whirled around.
An Amazon approached, carrying a longbow. She wore a skull cap, red cloth, and a black armor.
"Greetings, Azgarth. Our leaders sent me to find you. They thought you had been gone too long, and wanted to learn what had happened to you. I'm glad I arrived in time to be of some help."
Azgarth smiled. "Thank you, ahwhat is your name?"
"Cabra," she said calmly.
"Thank you, Cabra. I suppose I should report back. The Monastery," he said, gesturing, "is just over that hill. The foes we defeated were the last forces that stood in our way."
She nodded. "Let us go." The two turned and headed back to camp.
END CHAPTER ONE