Another Piece of the Puzzle

Suggested Music: Disturbed - Indestructible

Cecil Ithin calmly rose from his kneeling position, exhaling for the duration of the movement and coming to a rest as he looked over the hill in the distance where the marching and chattering of the incoming army began. He had spent the early morning hours preparing for his last stand, his men where exhausted and their food and water supplies had been gone for days. The men awoke at the sound of the incoming fae army, the calm presence of their commander steadied their nerves but could not give them enough strength for what was about to come. This would be their last stand, it had been a week since the fae army had ambushed their company and they had been destroying their spirit ever since. It ended today, one way or another.

Cecil's anima jumped to life, bursting blue essence fought back the light of the orange and yellow horizon with violently lashing tendrils flaring out towards the approaching enemies. The fae were not likely to be discouraged, but the display gave his men courage to fight with him and die with honor. It was the best end they could all hope for. As the goblins and trolls scrambled over the hill in an unorganized motley Cecil stepped forward and hoisted the mighty reaver daiklave from his back and pointed it forward at the encroaching army.

"Form up! Assemble behind me and protect our flank!" Cecil commanded the troops in a booming voice that forced their obedience.

Cecil lunged forward as the unit stayed behind him on the defensive, Cecil struck with tremendous slashes and cuts that made the wind howl and his enemies were rent asunder. But for every goblin and creature he felled two more took its place, it was undoubtedly a losing battle.