Got a pretty short chapter here for you guys. I still have to write the script for the next few chapters, so I'm going inactive for a while. Not that that's such a surprise since I've been inactive for the last few years... Heheheh... Yeah... Anyway, enjoy~
Owain and Cynthia were doing a good job holding their own against the sudden Risen spawn. Owain pulled off crazy sword moves as he yelled out ridiculous attack names while constantly threatening other Risen with his twitching sword hand.
"Be gone evil fiends!" Owain cried. "My sword hand thirsts for battle and you foul beast shall be what quenches what it yearns! RAAAAADIIAAANT DAAWWN!" Another Risen fell to a simple sword strike.
Cynthia finished off any stragglers with fancy moves of her own and picked up Owain whenever he messed up his moves. She charged at the Risen, making up entry lines as she flew on. "Fear the future hero, Cynthia, sinners! Ooh, that's a good one!"
Lucina went on to help two other women in her group: Severa and Kjelle. With her massive armor, Kjelle managed to deflect any strikes done by the Risen. Lucina and Severa sought opportunities to strike down any Risen that Kjelle has not ferociously impaled with her lance.
"Took you long enough, Luce," Severa smirked. "Inigo mess with you again?" she asked as she added one more Risen to her kill count.
"Ugh. Don't remind me." Kjelle groaned as she thrusted her lance against a staggered myrmidon. "Every day, he always asks me if I want tea and cakes. During my training sessions too!"
Lucina and Severa winced in sympathy. They knew better than to interrupt Kjelle's strict training regimen.
Why don't you take that anger out on these dead guys?" Severa suggested. "It would save us a lot of trouble."
Lucina chuckled nervously. "The last thing we need is Inigo in the infirmary, right?" She glanced at an incoming Risen and swung Falchion straight through its torso. "We should probably concentrate on what is happening here."
Inigo and Gerome went to join their friends Yarne, Nah, and Laurent. A rather large group of Risen was pitted against them.
"Ooh! More help!" Yarne beamed. "Just in time!"
Nah glared at him. "We could have easily taken these guys on ourselves!"
"Yes, but the more people fighting for us, the more likely my species won't go extinct!" Yarne shivered.
Nah sighed. She understood where Yarne was coming from after all since she was technically the last manakete in existence similar to how Yarne was the last taguel in existence.
Laurent adjusted his glasses as he chanted a spell. A Risen that nearly completed its swing with an axe was incinerated on the spot. "It would be in our best interest to concentrate on the enemy."
Yarne and Nah agreed. Yarne crouched down on all four of his limbs, digging his hands and feet into the ground and arching his back, and then enveloped by a rock formation. Nah raised her arm as she was consumed by a pink flower bud.
Nah emerged out of the flower in the form of a large dragon with glistening scales. Yarne crushed the rocks and came out as a large… rabbit.
Inigo and Gerome kept the Risen busy as the others went through their transformation montage. Gerome felled any aerial attackers with a single swing of his axe as Inigo fought the grounded units. Being outnumbered, they were quite grateful when the other three came in as back-up.
"About… time… you came…" Inigo panted.
Yarne went into the offensive. He swung at the undead soldiers with his sharp claws and kicked anything behind him with his powerful legs, but he did occasionally jump back in fear for his life. "D-Don't mess with a bunny!" he cried. Laurent casted Thunder spells in case they got too close.
Nah assisted Gerome in his aerial battle. Nah, being a manakete, could have dealt significant damage to any wyvern riders, but was forced to fight against the pegasus knights because of how quickly Gerome was taking down the fake riders. Gerome knew Minerva was the only living wyvern left in the world and seeing these imitations angered him beyond his limits. "Die you bastards!"
Luckily, the common soldiers under Lucina's resistance force were able to evacuate any nearby villagers. However, the Risen backed Lucina and her friends into a corner during their seemingly endless spawn. At that point, the undead's numbers were greatly diminished to only the ones in front of them, but everyone was much too exhausted to continue fighting.
"Grauuugh…" the Risen growled. This seemed to be the end. Lucina knelt on the ground, holding onto Falchion for support.
"This… can't… be… the end…!" she muttered.
"GRAUUUGH!" the Risen roared. The smell of their rotting flesh filled the air. A variety of weapons were on track towards the young fighters' energy spent bodies. Axes were swung, sword and lances were lunged, and arrows were pulled back.
Out of nowhere, a voice shouted. "I say when it ends!" A blinding light surfaced from the sky. A quick flash sped to the ground and quickly ran towards the Risen, cutting each one down with ease. The movements ceased and stood a man at its stopping point.
The Risen were completely frozen as if time completely stopped. The man sheathed his sword and the undead servants of Grima simultaneously disappeared.
A/N: Who is this mysterious man? If it isn't obvious enough... */sarcasm* Anyway, I made the mistake of posting this during finals and exams, so it will take a while to get a few chapters up. I need to "get in the zone" for testing as my councilor would say it... Well see you guys in a few days, or weeks perhaps. Not too long, I promise though. Next one is also gonna be very long. Please review if you can!