MORROWIND
THE CRYSTAL BLADES
CH.4 BALMORA'S BATTLE
David was shocked at the sight of the burning village, what was he to do? Should he leave? should he go down there and kill everyone there? Suddenly David had a violent flashback, David was young teenager with his dark elf family, he was hideing in a corner as his village was being raided, the door on the opposite side of the room was violently being knocked down, evetntualy the door gave and soliders...human soliders came in with maces and began violently killing his family. blood splattered on the wall asDavid heard the screams of his mother and father... everything went black. he then rembers himself standing over a hundred bodies with a bloody dwarvin sword in his hand... "... humans... thats all they do... is kill for there own greed... they posses no soul... end flashback. David looked at the village.
He then took out the helmet in his bag, suddenly somthing fell out of his helmet and hit the ground with a thump, he picked up the object. It was a red book titled "The War of the Four Gods" David ignored the book and put it in his bag, he then slipt on his silver helmet. it covered his face in almost total darkness, he could see however... and with it on, he felt powerful. David drew his silver Claymore and headed for the village, within 4 minutes he had reached Balmora's towering Gates that were now trapled to the ground. He carefully entered the village, the sounds of screams could be hear everywhere. Houses were still in contact but some were on fire... he knew he could stop this dreadful pillage.
David carefully headed down one of the alleyways of the village, there were cream colored two storie houses completely surrounding him. suddenly one of the doors in the back alley way bursted open, a young women came out running screaming for help as a dark skelatal spirit wearing a black hooded cloakfloating on aircame from behind her and shoved his hand into her spine and killed her instantly. It laughed evily, "you shall be my bitch you worthless scum!" it said removing the clothing from the body. "Hey!" Shouted david running toward the spirit while his blade shmmered in the sun. David swund at it... the silver had a reaction to the demon... it affected it!
"W-who are you?... th-that ARMOR!... you paladin scum!" it said running toward David. David swung his blade swiftly as a black substance poured out of the demon like blood would. "i...dont die... THE DARK LORD SHALT RISE FROM THE ASHES OF VVARDENFELL PALADIN!" it said as it evaporated into black powder. David wasnt scared at the moment... his adrenaline was rushing a thousand miles an hour. He stept over the dead womans baody and continued down the alley, when he reached the end he saw Balmora's guards fighting off a few more of those demons. David ran into the fray and began to swing at the demons. He swung once "you stupid!" 2 demons fell in defeat, "souless!" he swung again, "Disgusting!" another 3 fell into a pile of ashes, "DEMONS!" the next thing he knew... all of the demons were defeated.
"what in the gods?" said one of the guards in shock, "how did you kill so many?" he asked. one of the guards answered for David, "he's got a silver blade... good paladin... you must help us... as you can see our village is in danger... please great Crusader... help us." David looked at them for a moment, "what do you think ive been doing the last few minutes?" he said and smiled, even though they couldnt see it...