William's Move - 2
Sweat stung William' eyes like tiny vipers, dripping down his gore sprayed face.
~Thup! Thup!
Several tiny arrows found their way into the heads of enemies, as William ran and swirled into the air in a summersault.
Right now, they had already infiltrated the fortress. And all around, was nothing but a whirlwind of disorder and violence, a blurt color and vicious reality.
Ahhh!!
William' ears had gradually begun numbing the sounds of screams as he and his men fought their way through.
The weather was cold, but he was sweating heavily.
William didn't know when, but found himself raising his head to catch a glimpse of 5 distinct figures high above in the main building he was now very close to.
William didn't need to ask to know that the one in the middle was his dear cousin.
Although he was too far away to see the face closer, he felt the future and de amor through the window, was quite like his Barn legacy.
Pah!