Chapter 8- Titans clash

Blow after blow, Kane withstood the clashing of the sword against his armor. His shield blocked a few shots but this king was a slick one and tried to get a cheep shot, Kane was nearly stabbed many times over, however his armor held up, he stood his own and managed to land a few blows himself. The sword clashed as Kane managed to hold his own. The King tried to ram him hard with his shield but Kane easily rammed him back, forcing him to the ground. "The last thing you want is a shoving contest with me!" Kane warned. The King however retaliated, knocking Kane's helmet off leaving his head exposed. His blade came fast and furious, determined to cut Kane's head from his shoulders. But he kept calm and blocked the blows.

The Narnians cheered him on as Kane's blade was flying through; he hit the old man on the leg, cutting him open. In return Kane's face smashed into his shield, cutting his lip open and just above his eye. A temporary break was called, Kane felt his arm go weak and numb. "Damn it" he hissed. As he retreated to his corner.

"Kane, what the hell's wrong man?" demanded Triple H.

"My arm… it's dislocated" he muttered lowly.

"I got it" Taker went over and forced the limb back into its socket. Kane screamed in agony yet found his arm good as new.

"You've done this too many times before" Kane said with a grin.

"Keep smiling" called Trish.

He turned to the Narnians and held out his sword to them and gave the best battle cry he had, they cheered him on still in great celebration, tasting victory. Kane however knew better. "Trish, Melissa, get the archers ready, they are not going to hold to their end of the deal" he muttered through his teeth.

"On it" Melissa announced as she and Trish got ready.

"Shane, move the Narnians more behind me when these guys high tail it, they will avoid the oncoming attacks of the boulders" Kane ordered as he got ready to battle once more.

"Boulders?" asked Shane.

Kane got ready once more as the King walked with a limp now. His wound had been bandaged, and this time, he prepared to battle without a helmet. The two clashed once more, this time blows came. Not from a sword but with iron fists. Kane was first to receive such a hit. Right across his face, his lip split open once more as more gashes to his face began to show. Yet he was quick to retaliate, he knocked the sword from the King's hand before landing hard fists to the face. Kane disarmed the King and even got a stab in the side. Now this is where things get complicated, in the story. Prince Caspian is offered the chance to kill the King, yet refuses too. Kane turned to the Hardy Boys. He wasn't going to put them in that spot.

"What's wrong? Too much of a coward to take a life?" demanded the King.

"Oh you're really the one to talk right now. You rather die at my hands than be given a chance for mercy? You really are some kind of bastard are you?" Kane placed the sword into the earth and glared down at the King. "It's not mine to take anyway. Besides. I don't have to do a damn thing for you to end up dead"

Kane turned as the King looked ill, he stood only to be stabbed by his own man, just as Kane predicted. Yet he nearly forgot about the other guard that attacks him. Taker was quick to step in and stab the bastard with his sword… now it was time for the full out war to start.

"Matt, Jeff, lead them down the tunnels! Centaur, blow the horn when you have reached the mark like we agreed earlier!" Kane ordered.

The Hardys got on horseback and rushed down as the enemy army was called to arms. The catapults began to fire boulders, yet they collapsed within three shots. "I see that worked, but what now?" asked Shane.

"Easy" Kane said with a grin. He whistled aloud summoning the griffins to come from hiding, they swooped down and stood over the boulders. "Wait for my signal…" Kane paused the moment he heard the horn under the earth.

"One… two… three" be began to count to ten, once he did, the earth began rumble as the pillars below were getting smashed to bits…

In the Underground.

"NOW!" called Matt and Jeff. The Narnians smashed down the pillars, shattering the walls and forcing the earth to crumble beneath the feet of the oncoming army. They could hear the thundering hooves above them, the timing will be just right as the caves gave in and the army is paralyzed…

Above

"NOW!" shouted Melissa as she and Trish gave the order for the archers. Arrows went flying through the air as they came crashing down on the men who fell into the pit of earth. Kane gave the order to change. Every Narnia gave a battle cry as Taker found himself caught up in the moment. For once, he didn't have to ride a unicorn!

They attacked the first wave, the Narnians stuck hard and deadly, gaining an advantage that was until Kane saw them call for the second wave. An army of men, three times their size began to approach. He gave the signal to the griffins who took to the skies with the boulders, dropping them upon the second wave. Kane called that part of the plan 'bowling for assholes.'

Taking out a good chunk of the numbers, but it wouldn't be enough. They would still need to regroup, Triple H called for them all to fall back. But that was when one of the catapults became fixed; it launched a single bolder at the stronghold, crumbling the entrance. "Of all the rotten luck, they get a lucky shot!" growled Taker.

None really seemed to notice Trish was nearly knocked off the wall, but saved by a dwarf just in the nick of time.

"What do we do now?" asked Jeff in worry.

Kane turned to them all as he wore his facemask. "We raise hell!"