Wrath of Fate
Chapter the Seventh
The Deeper Bloodshed
Eastern Ivalice
Karel ducked as a blade came slashing high. He thrust his Wo Dao upwards, into the soldier's neck. Nearby Raven was hacking his way through the lancers that were guarding the city. At the front of the charge Kent was leading a group of cavaliers deeper into the city. Wallace stood alone, encircled by opposing knights. Lyn directed the archers from the back.
The battle was going well for Caelin. The enemy had not been suspecting the attack. Their defense patterns were loosely strung and often faltered before even the simplest of counter tactics.
Kent hacked down one of the lancers with his silver axe. Another soldier ran up to him and thrust a spear at him. Kent dodged it easily and swung down again. The axe tore into the soldier's brain. Blood and bone flew out as Kent drew out the axe. Suddenly, a multitude of shouts burst from the city. Kent looked at the city. A group of knights in yellow vests riding on gigantic birds were riding from its gates.
"Regroup! Fall back and regroup!" Kent shouted at the top of his lungs.
The soldiers of Caelin soon formed a large mass at the back of the battle field. The knights in front backed up by the light infantry. At the very back were the archers and snipers.
The yellow riders were fast approaching.
Kent rode up to the front of the Caelin army flanked by two cavaliers. "Volley!" Kent shouted.
A rain of arrows fell on the oncoming cavalry. Several of the riders were knocked down. The rest kept on charging.
"Hold your ground!" Kent shouted. The Caelin soldiers readied their spears and shields to take the oncoming riders.
The riders crashed onto the knights like waves upon cliffs. The outcome was hard to determine. Both sides seemed to have taken a beating. Whether the riders were repulsed or the Caelin ranks were broken was hard to determine.
Igros Castle- Outside Gate
The arrows never stopped coming from the Pheraen archers. The gates had been torn down by the boulders and their soldiers were swarming in. They met little resistance from infantry and the inhabitants surrendered quickly.
Eastern Ivalice
Kent had found the leader. A knight on a chocobo with a lance in each hand. He parried any blows aimed at him and stabbed out at anyone unfortunate enough to drop his guard.
Kent urged his horse forward. He cleared all the soldiers in between himself and the rider then, he found himself twenty feet away. He had been blown off his horse without any wounds or blows to his armor. The lancer stood where he was, a sword now in his hand, glowing as if possessed.
He staggered to his feet, using his axe as a support. He looked around for his horse and soon spotted it near the rider.
Kent cursed under his breath. There was no way of getting near enough. He scanned the areas around him. A horse was standing nearby. Its owner was nowhere to be seen so he jumped on it. Then he readied for the charge.
Biran Encampment
Zephiel stood silently atop a hill, observing the territory that lay before them. Now an extension of Biran's kingdom. After their first three attacks the civilians had voluntarily given up their sovereignty to the forces of Biran.
Vaida and Murdock stood a few feet behind him, their wyverns not far off. They awaited his word to begin the advance. The army was restocking in a nearby town to replenish what had been lost in battle, very little.
"What is the purpose of a capital?" Zephiel asked to no one in particular.
"To show a nation's best." Murdock replied.
"And what if the capital is crushed?"
"Well then the nation is rid of its standard. They become a colony with no standard."
"I see…" Zephiel said absentmindedly.
Middle Ivalice
He had always been known as quick to move but slow to act. Now however he knew what had to be done. He needed to stall. The guardian would have to wake.
Igros Castle- Gate Ruins
"Lord Eliwood!" a soldier shouted from the rubble that was once Igros Castle.
Eliwood looked in the soldier's direction.
"Something…something's moving…" the soldier said, panic evident in his voice.
Eliwood approached the area. The rubble shifted violently. A claw shot into the air. A claw with eight fingers.
notes:
Ok…that's all for now. I'll be moving this fic to the games crossover section just before chapter eleven which would be "chapter the tenth".