CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT, THE FINAL BATTLE AT REDWALL
"Redwaaaaaaaall!" yelled Kella as she whacked a rat around the face with her loaded sling.
"Logalogalogalogalog!" exclaimed the Guosim as they charged at vermin. Log- a-Log Quiodia ran at fox, Rofdill the fox, waving her shrew rapier. Rofdill held out his blade and crashed it against the rapier. Log-a-Log sliced at Rofdill's footpaws. The fox leapt over the rapier, but not quick enough. One footpaw was chopped off. Rofdill's loud and agonized scream of pain was the last sound he made!
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Fryungle was in the Infirmary, sitting on a bed, sobbing quietly for the loss of his dearest Abbess.
"Leafswirl, Leafswirl, Leafswirl, no, Abbess Leafswirl, you can't have gone to the Dark Forest," he wept to himself. He stood up angrily, his fists clenched, tears still falling from his eyes. "I've claimed that I hated some things in my life, but the one thing that I hate the most is Galea the traitorous, lying scummy rat! We gave her hospitality, and she betrays us. Just like a rat!"
Fryungle sat back down on the bed to continue weeping. He soon cried himself to sleep over the noise of battle. It was then that Martin visited him again.
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The armored mouse stood next to his sword, his mouth not moving but his voice roaring around the Caverns of Dream, "Fryungle, you will soon lead what I created with my friends. Do not be ashamed, or afraid, to weep. Be the first to admit that you loved Abbess Leafswirl. She was kind, she was brave, and she took on a great roll, one more dangerous and difficult than the roll of a Warrior. Be prepared, Fryungle. You will have to face one who may not forgive you. Admit your mistakes, boyo. Apologize. Do not skulk or hold a grudge. Admit mistakes..."
With that, the mouse gave a friendly wave good-bye, and Fryungle's dreams went black.
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Log-a-Log saw a fox hiding behind a group of vermin. She raced at the fox, knowing that it was Cravvu.
"Logalogalogalogalogalogalogalogalogalogalooooooooooog!" she cried, her rapier in both paws over her head. She leapt at Cravvu, blood oozing from her many wounds, but the shrew-warrior didn't care. Log-a-Log knew that a vermin army was like a snake: cut off the head, the leader, and the rest thrashes about to a while and then lies still, unable to do anything with a leader.
Cravvu jumped out of the way of the shrew. Log-a-Log's rapier stuck in the ground. She drew it from the grass and turned to face Cravvu, but he had turned tail and run! Quiodia lifted her short legs and raced at Cravvu. Cravvu turned around to see who was following him.
Cravvu ran, at full speed, straight into the Abbey's outside walls. He bashed his skull, breaking it. Bones shattered and went into his brain, instantly slaying him.
Log-a-Log shouted one word, "Guosim!" and slashed at Cravvu's body. She leapt onto the ramparts and roared out, "CRAVVU IS DEAD!"
The words echoed around the Abbey. At first, Log-a-Log Quiodia thought that it was her yell that was echoing, but soon realized that it was the vermin.
"Cravvu's dead, he's dead, he's gone!" screamed the vermin. They tried to get away, but the otters ran up to the ramparts and twirled their slings and threw their javelins, slaying the rest of the horde of Deyinvo, Kabble, and Cravvu, dead Warlords and Conquerors.
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"Redwaaaaaaaall!" yelled Kella as she whacked a rat around the face with her loaded sling.
"Logalogalogalogalog!" exclaimed the Guosim as they charged at vermin. Log- a-Log Quiodia ran at fox, Rofdill the fox, waving her shrew rapier. Rofdill held out his blade and crashed it against the rapier. Log-a-Log sliced at Rofdill's footpaws. The fox leapt over the rapier, but not quick enough. One footpaw was chopped off. Rofdill's loud and agonized scream of pain was the last sound he made!
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Fryungle was in the Infirmary, sitting on a bed, sobbing quietly for the loss of his dearest Abbess.
"Leafswirl, Leafswirl, Leafswirl, no, Abbess Leafswirl, you can't have gone to the Dark Forest," he wept to himself. He stood up angrily, his fists clenched, tears still falling from his eyes. "I've claimed that I hated some things in my life, but the one thing that I hate the most is Galea the traitorous, lying scummy rat! We gave her hospitality, and she betrays us. Just like a rat!"
Fryungle sat back down on the bed to continue weeping. He soon cried himself to sleep over the noise of battle. It was then that Martin visited him again.
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The armored mouse stood next to his sword, his mouth not moving but his voice roaring around the Caverns of Dream, "Fryungle, you will soon lead what I created with my friends. Do not be ashamed, or afraid, to weep. Be the first to admit that you loved Abbess Leafswirl. She was kind, she was brave, and she took on a great roll, one more dangerous and difficult than the roll of a Warrior. Be prepared, Fryungle. You will have to face one who may not forgive you. Admit your mistakes, boyo. Apologize. Do not skulk or hold a grudge. Admit mistakes..."
With that, the mouse gave a friendly wave good-bye, and Fryungle's dreams went black.
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Log-a-Log saw a fox hiding behind a group of vermin. She raced at the fox, knowing that it was Cravvu.
"Logalogalogalogalogalogalogalogalogalogalooooooooooog!" she cried, her rapier in both paws over her head. She leapt at Cravvu, blood oozing from her many wounds, but the shrew-warrior didn't care. Log-a-Log knew that a vermin army was like a snake: cut off the head, the leader, and the rest thrashes about to a while and then lies still, unable to do anything with a leader.
Cravvu jumped out of the way of the shrew. Log-a-Log's rapier stuck in the ground. She drew it from the grass and turned to face Cravvu, but he had turned tail and run! Quiodia lifted her short legs and raced at Cravvu. Cravvu turned around to see who was following him.
Cravvu ran, at full speed, straight into the Abbey's outside walls. He bashed his skull, breaking it. Bones shattered and went into his brain, instantly slaying him.
Log-a-Log shouted one word, "Guosim!" and slashed at Cravvu's body. She leapt onto the ramparts and roared out, "CRAVVU IS DEAD!"
The words echoed around the Abbey. At first, Log-a-Log Quiodia thought that it was her yell that was echoing, but soon realized that it was the vermin.
"Cravvu's dead, he's dead, he's gone!" screamed the vermin. They tried to get away, but the otters ran up to the ramparts and twirled their slings and threw their javelins, slaying the rest of the horde of Deyinvo, Kabble, and Cravvu, dead Warlords and Conquerors.
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