Monke and the Siege (7)

~ Third Person POV ~

Wulfstan gave off a bloodthirsty smile as he danced between the heavily armored bodies of the soldiers, their slashes and strikes harmlessly passing through the air as the experienced hunter gracefully put one foot in front of the other, his demented weapon cleaving through those foolish enough to even attempt to strike at him.

The same could be said for the twins. Their silent huffs, accompanied by a shower of blood, caused a smile to form on their lips, their minds relishing in the kills they had reaped.

For the soldiers and mages, however, this was nothing but a nightmare, but they were determined to lay down their lives for their Goddess. Such is the strength of their faith.

As they say, soldiers can be swayed, but fanatics are a whole different set of problems.