Journal of Miyara Kyosuke (38)
As dawn broke, I was in the tunnel waiting for the
attack that would surely come today. I did not have to wait long.
There was a reverberating growl from the orcs.
They formed a phalanx of ten, covered as a tortoise with shields.
They began marching across the bridge.
Suddenly a bright light flared about halfway across
the bridge, exploding violently. Perhaps this was Carimera's
doing. Whatever it was, it did no good.
This was followed by an eerie moaning. It was
not a human sound, but a low moan that lasted for about a second.
It seemed to be coming from in front of us. It modulated into
vibration, at which the walls began to crumble. In a few seconds,
the tower above us collapsed onto the abyss, while the portcullis
itself and the walls around it collapsed too. I hoped Miyara had
managed to escape the tower as it fell.
The white fairy's vision was about to come
true. The orcs started streaming in, howling in full orcish
rage. The formation had been forgotten at the smell of battle,
just like any other barbarians in this land.
I started Clown Fighting and engaged the orcs as
they came down the tunnel at us. The first one at me I dispatched
readily while he pulled up laughing. I noticed Goru fighting in
the fairy fashion, rough and crude but fairly effective in a brutish
way, while I struck the second. Goru still fought his first while
I engaged my third. Goru killed one, but was hit in
return. A light swipe this time while seeming to slip, while Goru
continued to fight his next opponent, connecting but being hit again
before he killed his second. I followed up the feint with a solid
blow, but this one was strong of spirit and stayed on his feet through
many blows, laughing heartily as he fought. Goru swung his mighty
maul delivering mighty blows, but he seemed unable to break their
spirit of determination.
Finally Goru's falls for his third kill, while I
continued to fight mine. Finally I struck the killing blow on my
third too. We both fought our fourth now, having stopped the
momentum of the charge as the inrushing tide ran against the walls of
our defensive stand.
I struck hard and killed again, but Goru slipped in
the blood and fell hard against the wall as his opponent descended on
him in fury. Fortunately his heavy armor protected him fairly
well, and he staggered to his feet and returned the blows, crushing his
Fifteen seconds into combat and we had dispatched
eight between us,
We continued our ways, striking at our opponents and
holding our ground. I dispatched another for my fifth, and Goru
matched me again. He was continued to take light damage, however,
slowly but surely eating away at his ability to fight. We
continued still, Goru taking his sixth. No-one stepped in to
replace his because of the mass of bodies. Mine went down too,
earning us both a brief respite.
I treated Goru's wounds while we had a break.
We readied ourselves for the next wave.