Knights of the Holy Temple: A Prologue
Chapter Three: The Way is Shut
The silver knight rejoined his comrades, who were setting up defensive armament. A massive barricade made of wood, straw, scrap metal and stone on castors was wheeled to the oak doors, and wedged into position. The knights gathered round into a circle, placed their hands into the centre one on top of another, and cried in unison:
" For the Holy Temple!"
They broke off, and settled into their positions. But for all their confidence and bravery on the outside, each one of them was secretly scared inside.
This was too much for the golden plated knight, who confessed to his brother, the yellow armoured knight.
" I'm not sure about this, Forde. I don't like this situation," whispered Franz. "I've heard things, Forde. About the Dark Knight," trembled Franz.
" Don't worry about it, Franz. With Sir Samuel, we can accomplish anything. That includes taking down the Dark Knight," reassured Forde.
" But I can't help but remember that time in Magvel, when Renais-"
" We will not speak of Magvel, or Renais, Franz. That incident is too fresh and too horrible to dwell on," interrupted Forde. "Maybe, in time, when many years have passed, maybe then we can discuss it,"
Franz nodded in mutual agreement, then left Forde to his preparations. But as Franz got to his post, he shook his head.
" If we survive, Forde. Which was why I came over to talk, if you remember," muttered Franz under his breath.
But Franz left it at that, and started practising his sword and spear thrusts.
Sir Samuel, in the meantime, was suggesting useful tactics for the defence to the rest of the knights.
" If we can keep the main door shut, they will have to lay siege. The biggest worry is the east door; it's the most susceptible to attack and has weak defence. Should the Dark Knight choose to attack it, it will fall very easily. We should defend that area the most,"