P6
Ambiguous attitude towards the task at hand overwhelmed Aladdin. Lady Holly on the other hand, was without a solid plan but felt a strong determination to carry forward her quest and handle any issues one step at a time the moment they rise. Regardless of being foreign to the land, foreign to the hot desert weather, and loosing trusted allies on the way to Agrabah, she was far too stubborn to relieve herself of her duties granted by the Chantry.
The pair left the war room satisfied with their findings—which to say was the only map available anyway. The clanking of steel folds brushing against the light mail sheeting that made up the Templar's boots echoed throughout the main chamber as the pair headed for the door. But a shuffling sound soon joined in rhythm. It was the sultan. The tiny figure eagerly approached the Templar and the thief, anxious to keep them from walking off without proper farewell no doubt. But the tiny man had a look of woe stretched across his face instead. Even his clouded white fluffy beard seemed to give off some negative vibes. "Lady Holly! Monsters are attacking outside. My guards are struggling to keep them at bay. I hate to ask this of you but after watching your quarrel with Mozenrath, I feel you're the best one to handle these creatures." Lady Holly sighed in anguish at the dilemma before her. Regardless of whether or not she gives a yes or no answer, the monsters outside still posed a threat blocking the way out of the city. "I accept." The Templar stormed off towards the door while unsheathing her cold blade of steel, eager to get it warm with the fires of rage and stained with the blood of the wicked. Aladdin soon followed close behind, pulling out his own scimitar.
The muffled sounds of screaming and collapse gave welcome from behind the chamber doors. Lady Holly pulled them open to reveal the true nature of the situation. The sight was unfathomable. Outside, hordes of darkspawn were overwhelming guards left and right. A few civilians flee in packs—at least attempting to. A few bodies of innocent bystanders lied in puddles of murky red plasma and sand among fallen guards who died with expressions of horror on their faces.
Lady Holly charged out of the chamber to take out the threat one-by-one. Without even giving a chance to pause, she dove her blade through the chests of abominations, pulling aside to slice another, and another, and another. The wooden hilt of her sword curled in her palm as the blade wove a web of death for the darkspawn that charged her. Heads of wicked fell, limbs torn asunder, demonic cries of pain echoed above the cries of battle. The Templar was relentless and unmerciful as she left a path of tainted blood and fallen monsters behind her.
Aladdin struggled to keep up. Knowing his weapon might not be best suited against the enemies, he used clever thinking to take out darkspawn. The thief scaled the walls of the palace gate to push heavy sandstones onto the monsters below. A few who dodged noticed him above and soon began to climb the wall to attack. As Aladdin continued to push sandstones aside, Abu tugged at his vest to get his attention. Three darkspawn abominations were charging towards him. When one approached, Aladdin leapt over his head, knocking the monster off the wall with a shove to the spine from his elbow. The remaining two darkspawn formed a wall and approached with caution. Aladdin swung his scimitar to slice at their kneecaps. It did very little damage but proved to reveal a weakspot. The thief swung his blade again, and again, and again, taking out their knees like chopping wood. Balance was soon lost as the two darkspawn fell off the wall. With the coast clear, Aladdin scouted the area. There was a spot open where no battle took place. "Holly! Circle left! We can use the alleyways to get out of Agrabah!" Lady Holly acknowledged his words by nodding. She pressed on with her assault, slicing her foes to oblivion until the path was clear. She kept her blade close by as she charged her way through the alleyway with Aladdin close by.