Chapter 7
They rode hard, not stopping unless it was to eat or rest the horses. The knights were all anxious to get back to the fort so Tristan and Lyndsey could get married. Everyone was happy and having a wonderful time.
They soon noticed the village up ahead. Everything looked peaceful actually. Nothing seemed to be wrong. The only problem is, there were no people.
"Where is everyone?" said Lyndsey. All 8 riders looked around, hoping to find some type of life, anywhere. Everything was as still as the night. Lyndsey got a creepy feeling inside of her. Everywhere she looked, she would get a cold feeling running up her spine. Something was definitely wrong. They dismounted and began to search the village. They went through houses and stables, but found nothing.
"Ok, there is no way all of these people could just get up and leave so quickly." Said Gawain.
"Yea, something is wrong here. This many people wouldn't just up and leave. And so fast for that matter." Replied Lyndsey. Lyndsey began searching around the outskirts of the village, with Tristan not to far behind.
All of a sudden, Lyndsey froze. She couldn't believe what her eyes were seeing. She was never prepared for this. She suddenly screamed and collapsed onto the ground. She started crying when the other knights came running to her. They all stopped dead in their tracks when they saw what she had seen.
In front of them, lay a huge pit, full of the villagers. "Well now we know where everyone went." Said Bors. They couldn't believe what they were seeing. No way could woads be this cruel. They would just shoot you with an arrow and be done with it. But no, this was just barbaric. Who could do such a thing? Everyone didn't know what to make of it. Lyndsey finally got up off of the ground. She looked in the pit and said a silent prayer for everyone that had died.
Tristan was about to comfort her when a loud battle cry erupted from the woods. Everyone turned their heads to see hundreds of woads seep out of the forest. The 8 knights pulled out their weapons and got into a fighting stance. Lyndsey was nervous, scared, and excited at the same time. This would be her first time killing anyone, and for some reason, that excited her. 'I'm spending way to much time with Tristan.' She thought to herself. She didn't get to think long because soon the woads were all over them. Metal could be heard as the knights viciously attacked the woads. Lancelot was doing good fighting off two woads at a time with his double swords. Gawain had just killed two woads and Dagonet killed one with a swing of his axe. Bors was busy punching one, and Galahad was on his horse shooting arrows from afar. Tristan remained close to Lyndsey as he killed woads with his curved sword. He lived for this. The high from killing someone was incredible. He looked over to Lyndsey to find her battling with a woad that was twice her size. She seemed to be handling herself really well, until the man caught her off guard and sliced his knife across her face. She stood their shocked that he actually sliced her face. Her look of shock became one of scowl and anger, and she ran the woad through and though with her sword. He was immediately dead, and she felt proud. She looked over to see Tristan with a surprised look on his face. She just smiled and winked and went after her next victim. Lyndsey had blood running down her face as she killed one woad after the next. She had so much energy, she didn't know where it was coming from. Maybe defending herself was were this energy was coming from. She was so caught up that she didn't notice the arrow come flying through the air, straight towards her. The next thing she new, there was a searing pain in her right shoulder. She looked down to see an arrow sticking out of her shoulder. She didn't have time to look to long, for two more woads came straight towards her. She grabbed the arrow, pulled it out, andcontinued fighting. She soon began to get weak from the blood loss and collapsed. Tristan and Lancelot saw this and both ran over towards her to protect her. They formed a circle around her and killed any woad who tried to come within an inch of her.
The battle soon began to die down, and the woads that were left retreated back into the woods. All the knights were thankful that no one got hurt, until they saw Lyndsey lying on the ground unconscious. They all ran over to her to make sure she was alright. Dagonet checked for a pulse.
"She's weak. She's lost a lot of blood. We need to head back quick or else she's gone." Cried Dagonet.
"Tristan. Go." Said Arthur.
Tristan didn't need to be told twice. He picked her up, placed her on his horse, and was gone in a matter of seconds. He pushed his horse as fast as she could go. It seemed as he was racing the wind because of how fast he was going. He couldn't lose the most important thing in his life just because of a shoulder injury. If she died, he didn't know what he would do. He pushed all of these thoughts aside as he pushed his horse faster, hoping she would pull through until they reached the wall. Only time could tell how she would fair once they got to the wall.
