As the ten assailants ferociously pushed onward, the three remaining knights had nowhere to move, at their backs was the ice dome where Ethan was, and surrounding them were the enemies.
Their hands were red with fresh blood, and shallow, deep cuts could be seen throughout their bodies as streams of blood flowed out. One of the knights had a large ghastly scar on his abdomen while the other had a fresh scar just below his right eye. Their armor was ragged, colored with red and brown dirt, as well as broken full of holes.
"Fuckin' bugs! Just die already!"
One of the enemies shouted in rage sweeping forward with his sword in hand. As the sharp longsword fell, the knight raised his shaking arm to block the strike. As he prepared himself to parry the strike, his vision suddenly blurred due to extensive blood loss.