Games of the Powerful

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  They are standing in the cave still in disbelief wondering what to do next when a funnel shaped circle of light with inward spiraling bands of gold, orange and red suddenly appeared before them. Hreidmar, Maiko and Garrett looked at each other knowing where they needed to go. Waving good-bye to their newfound friends, they stepped into the spiraling bands of light and into an unexpected melee. What they saw amazed them, death and carnage reigned throughout the hall, a large group of servants and soldiers pressed their attack on a group of dwarfs defending nobility, a man and a woman stood side by side in a fight for their lives against numerous attackers and two women with bows were picking off the attackers.

  “Maiko use your bow to defend the dwarfs, Garrett to me we can help these two in front of us,” Hreidmar ordered. Without waiting, he charged into the fray uttering a loud battle cry his axe feeling light as a feather cleaving the first assassin in half his blood flying like throwing red paint from a bucket. Between him and Garrett, the carnage grew for no one could stand before them; bodies started piling up until no more assassins were left standing. The man and woman they rescued stood among the dead smiling gratefully so he smiled in return quickly looking for Maiko to see whether she is all right. He should have known she would be all right there she is felling assassin after assassin with her bow. Her hand flew faster than any could follow drawing an arrow from her quiver and releasing, each arrow slamming into them, causing a devastating effect on the enemy. Even Leadyl and Celedryl stopped shooting their bows too stunned at the spectacle of bowman ship they were watching. Suddenly, the fighting stopped when the last of the enemy fell from an arrow piercing his neck from Maiko’s bow.