A Fierce Battle - Part 2/2

The alarm brings a long a high ranking officer from the Order - a Grand Field Marshall. Along with him are three others freelancer swordsman. Without much interrogations and negotiations, the Grand Field Marshall withdraws his sword, bearing the insignia of the Order and a fierce battle took off in the busy street of Market Square.

With her swift moves and undead body, all hacks and slashes are deemed useless. Any wounds will take less than a second to heal. It is as though she is  an undead. Seeing these irritating guards, the undead draws her sword and lets out a loud eerie scream!

Out of nowhere, appears 2 dark figures, even stronger looking than the undead. Upon chant, roots from the ground entangle the Grand Field Marshall, rendering his escape. Hoards of insects were summon to devour him alive as strong cleaves were seen hacking into his armor and cleaving his arm. A combination of coldfire engulfs the victim and within seconds, he drops dead by the final blow from the Lich.

The other swordsman fled the scene, knowing they are no match for these unholy beings. "Nothing can stop us to complete our task. Nothing at all...", says the sage-like dark figure, covered with a black robe with a sign of the Black Church.

A Fierce Battle - Part 1/2

A breeze of peaceful wind blows through Market Square. Traders seem to be busy trying to sell their wares to the locals. Guards were patrolling around town, making sure everything is in order. A couple of swordsmen were found lingering around the weapon shop.  Everything seems fine on a perfect day.

In the corner of the street, stood a dark figure with black hood covering over her head. Unseen by the guards and the locals, this dark figure starts to wonder around, in search of something. With her red glowing eyes and evil aura, it is no surprise that the lower ranking guards could not detect her presence.  It makes things easier for her to complete her task.

"HEY YOU!! STOP RIGHT THERE !!"

"YES, YOU IN THE BLACK HOOD! MOVE ANOTHER STEP AND I SHALL THRUST MY SPEAR THROUGH YOUR HEART!"


Ignoring the guard, the dark figure continues her journey. The guard advanced from behind and thrust his spear and it pierces through the dark figure. Lowering down her hood, she turns her head in an impossible 180 degree, looking coldly at the guard with long white fangs and a wicked smile. She moved towards the guard and bite him in the neck, sucking him dry.

This sounds the alarm and more guards are rushing to the rescue. But it was all too late...