Attack! Part-4

Amidst the chaos of the battle-ravaged landscape, the clash of steel echoed loudly as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting an eerie glow over the battlefield. The clash of armies had about its climax, Luke on the battlefield dashed toward Commander Hemon

Hemon, standing over the unconscious form of Ava, sneered as he saw Luke approaching. Luke slowly walked up to Hemon"Ha, Ha another general to defeat"Hemon taunted Luke, belittling him.

Luke with he gripped a morning star mace, its spiked head gleaming menacingly, stare at Commander Hemon without emotion in his eyes.

The two started circling each other, sizing up each opponent.

Hemon a wicked smile spreading across his face. "You think you can challenge me, General? Ha! You're nothing more than a brute!"

Luke moved with fast forward at Hemon, despite his immense size, Without another word spoken, the clash began. Luke his morning star mace in a wide arc, aiming for the Commander's Hemon head.

Commander Hemon deftly parried the attack.

"Ha!"Ha!"

Hemon laughed mockingly as he attempted a powerful overhead strike in return. Luke blocked the strike with his mace and retaliated with a thunderous kick to the Commander's Hemon chest, sending him stumbling backward.

"Good, Good now keep it going "Commander Hemon stood up unfazed by Luke's thunderous kick.

Commander Hemon charged back at Luke, slashing and thrusting with his longsword. Luke defended with remarkable resilience, deflecting the attacks with his mace and but no matter how many times he deflected he couldn't get a strike in.

With every exchange, the battlefield seemed to tremble beneath their power, both had deep cuts and deets in each other armor, Finally one good swing of Commander Hemon's longsword managed to cut through Luke's armor, drawing black blood from his stomach. The pain was intense, and Luke dropped to his knee.

"Come on, General! Speak up! Or is this the best you can do?"Commander Hemon taunted Luke mocking his lack of words.

Luke was about to activate his spiked shield but Commander Hemon With a powerful kick to Luke's head, sent him flying back onto the ground.

Walking toward Luke on the ground"Come on, General!, Get up"Commander Hemon kick Luke's head breaking his nose as the sound of bone breaking filled the air.

"You're a general ain't you do better" Commander Hemon walked over to Luke kicking him powerfully multiple times in his stomach and head, the pain from his armor pushing against his stomach yet Luke endured the pain without uttering a word, protecting his stomach and head.

Finally, one good place kick to Luke's head he started to lose conciseness.

Luke saw Commander Hemon crouching down in his face with his mouth moving" I thought you were better"That was the last word Luke heard before he passed out.

"Hmm" Commander Hemon looked at Luke black blood flowing out of his armor, he didn't notice that Luke's veins pulsed with black blood as his muscles expanded, his height grew two inches, But Commander Hemon brought up his sword and swung it down toward Luke neck, but before it could reach Luke fist came flying up hitting Commander Hemon with an Upcut.

Commander Hemon stood up and stumbled back in shock"What the hell!"He shouts, spitting out two tooths with blood.

Standing up, subconsciously with his eyes closed cracks his neck finger, and arms.

Commander Hemon looked at Luke scanning him"All you blue eagle generals are weird" He shouted noticing Luke's change.

His height went from 7 feet to 7'2" with large muscles that his muscle pressed closely against his armor.

Luke opened his eyes filled with complete blackness with a spot of white in the center.

"What the hell" Commander Hemon looked into Luke's eyes he was feeling like he is in an abyss of darkness.

Luke started slowly walking toward Commander Luke" Did you really think you can kill me"Luke finally spoke his voice laced with dark and heavy like a demon.

Commander Hemon stepped back in fright but quickly stepped back forward getting rid of his fear" I will kill all of you weird generals"

Commander Hemon was about to grab his sword on the ground but Luke quickly kicked his hand almost breaking it.

"Ahh!" Commander Hemon pulled back his hand in pain.

Commander Hemon using his other swung his fist at Luke's face, allowing his fist to connect, Commander Hemon felt pain in his knuckles but like was unfazed.

"You punch so softly, "Luke said uninterested"No let me show you a real punch"

Luke sent a lighting fast punch toward Commander Hemon Armor slamming his fist against his armor it dented, hurting Commander Hemon, he spat out blood as he was about to stumble back, Luke grabbed him both hands with an evil smile on his face he stared head butting Commander Hemon.

Each headbutt sent shockwaves through the air, leaving Hemon unconscious and broken, Hemon started falling on the way down Luke kept headbutting, in Commander Hemon's mind he thought why is this happening? and why is his head so hard?

With a final headbutt so sound it resonated through the air Commander Hemon fell on his knees with his forehead sinking in and his brain exposed.

"Get up commander arnet you stronger than me, "Luke said mockingly with evil in his voice.

Luke waited but Commander didn't get up Luke grabbed Commander Hemon's neck and started pulling up easily after a couple of seconds Hemon's skin started to tear, then with a final pull, He ripped Hemon's head from his spine, ending the commander's life.

Holding Hemon's head Luke looked into the head's eyes.

Far away from the battlefield, Chase, consumed by a consuming hunger for bloodshed, A wicked grin adorned his face, his eyes wild with bloodlust, sending chills down the spines of all the green griffin knights,

Chase holding his long, blood-stained spear, slowly walked toward them.

With each step, "Ha, Ha!"Chase emitted maniacal laughter that reverberated through the battlefield, sending shivers through the hearts of the green griffin knights.

The Green Griffin knights and mages stood firm, their resolve unyielding despite the terror that gripped them.

With a guttural howl, Chase charged forward, his spear held high. The knights formed a defensive line, their shields raised, and the mages about to fire.

"Ha, Ha!"

As the distance closed, Chase's laughter grew louder, seemingly feeding on the fear of the green griffin knights.

Without warning, he lunged, thrusting his spear with lightning speed. The knights reacted quickly, deflecting the attack with their shields, but the force of the blow sent them stumbling backward.

The mages retaliated with elemental spells, hurling fireballs and bolts of lightning toward Chase, But Chase seemed invigorated by the chaos, laughing maniacally as he evaded the attacks with an unnatural agility.

Chase sliced mage's head off, he jump strongly and slashed down through the body of a mage spitting them in half.

He danced amongst the knights, With each strike, he found gaps in their defense, piercing armor and flesh with disturbing precision. His laughter became a symphony of bloodlust as the battlefield became a canvas of blood and screams.

Chase started spinning his spear about his head while moving slicing heads, and arms off knights sending them flying.

The knights and mages tried to regroup, but Chase's onslaught was relentless. He spun and twisted, attacking from all angles, his spear seemingly guided by some otherworldly force, No one noticed how blood seeped into his skin, fueling his insatiable bloodlust.

Inside Chase's mind, he only heard the word blood.

"Blood!"

"Blood!"

"More Blood!"

The voice was fully sounding filled with evil but Chase couldn't control his body.

The once stalwart army began to crumble under the weight of Chase's assault. Fear and panic spread like wildfire, The maniacal warrior's laughter filled the air.

Chase jumped into the air again but higher than before on his way down his throat his spear through a knight's opened mouth ripping away all his insides.

As the battle raged on, Chase's appearance seemed to shift, his features becoming more grotesque with each strike.

He dashed toward a knight pushing his spear quickly through a knight's eyeball before pulling it out and doing the other eyeball, chase laughing maniacal at his kill.

As he was about to run toward another knight he stumbled and Chase fell unconscious.