A Time For Action - Part 4

"Bastard…" Northy muttered, incredulously, as he fanned out to the side of Vol, just behind him with the others, yet just in front of the main group of soldiers, who were already armed and waiting with their shields. "We're fuckin' mental." He said it, and he couldn't help but chuckle. It was a laugh that Borne quickly echoed.

"Crazy," Borne agreed, as they watched the enemy approach. Ten seconds at most was all they had.

  It was indeed insane. For just the five of them to step in, amongst the soldiers, thinking that they could make a difference, that was the height of lunacy… and yet, with Vol's slaying of the Hobgoblin, as deceitful as it was, within the eyes of the soldiers, and within the eyes of the observers, something was beginning to change, ever so slightly.