The tremors in the ground had come at the right time as the soldiers that were running towards Lucius stumbled and fell to the ground. Lucius on the other hand, spread his legs and stabilized himself so as not to fall.
He was not in the middle of moving and thus didn't fall like the others. Plus, he had already expected it to happen and was not caught by surprised.
"You've done enough, now die!" The voice of Donald could be heard as he appeared from the side.
The tremors were created by his gift, the tremor stomp of course. The soldiers that had fallen on the ground were quickly taken care of by Donald and Lucius, as all they had to do was stab them.
Eight more soldiers died in this way, but the rest managed to recover.
"Are you okay, Young Lord Asher?" Donald asked with concern as he came to stand behind him.
They stood back to back, keeping an eye on the enemy soldiers.
"I'm fine, I haven't been injured at all." Lucius replied.