87 Chapter 15 - TownHall Brawl (1/2)
”HYAH!” Kenji screamed, sending out a blast of wind that battered aside the next volley of arrows.
Ahead Caster was ordering his warriors aside, allowing the Feral werewolves to crash against Essenark's Guards. The wild strength of the werewolves was swiftly overwhelmed by discipline and teamwork, yet provided just the opening Kenji needed to puncture a hole in the enemy defences so that his allies could widen the gap behind him.
”I'm going ahead!” Kenji announced and activated both his illusions and invisibility ring upon entering the Townhall. Wizards and rangers met him within, their bolts of magic and magic bound arrows blasting away his illusions from their positions on the second floor.
Appearing next to them, Kenji slit the throat of a Hydromage before twisting through the air to deliver a sharp kick to a ranger's neck. A blast of water shot him aside, the Hydromage's apprentice holding his Master's stave with shivering hands, words of power on his lips as he built up a much more potent spell. Kenji saved him the trouble, a flung knife whipping through the air to plant itself in the apprentice's skull.
Dashing from the room, Kenji was met with a series of yellow-eyed maids and butlers.
”Really, what the fuck is with fantasy dictators and monster servants-”
Before Kenji could work up his wind blades they attacked, swift claws and snapping fangs reaching for Kenji's throat. Releasing his blast of wind prematurely Kenji was blown backwards, the werewolves similarly being blown aside. When he charged again he moved his fingers in the same motions, the werewolves bracing themselves for the expected spell.
Instead, Kenji set the blast off behind him and used the momentum to run across a wall, receiving only a single slash across his shoulder. Bleeding like a pig he flew onward, setting off greater bursts as he shot his way over the guards and their fortified positions to arrive in a great hall.
Here Kenji found George with the Mayor in his hands, and several of his personal guards positioned in a circle around him. They held steel with magical runes, their bodies emitting powerful auras and Kenji was certain each was a veteran of battle.
Behind a great open window let in the silvery light of the moon, making the great pools of George's blood glow white with the Moon's power. In his hands, he held the Mayor ruffly, who continued to stare at a sleek black owl in the rafters.
”Back off - or Grankash will bite off the human's head,” George snapped, yellow eyes hazy.
”You won't do that,” murmured one of the Mayor's guards, ”kill the beast.”
As the guards charged, Kenji flew at one to buried his blades in the guard's chest, the guard fearlessly turning to batter him against the wall in turn. Without losing a moment the guard crushed Kenji's shoulder with his mace, before keeling over in a pool of his own blood. The other guards were similarly strange, fighting with too little care for their lives or even that of the Mayor's.
Holding to his word George snapped the Mayor's neck, and threw aside the body to dodge an axe blow - only to be skewered by a spear. Slashing the man shoulder to groin, George turned only to be speared again. Somehow the guard had kept his composure, no fear as he moved to spear George thrice.
A thown knife fixed that, landing right into the side of the guard's head with the last of this form's strength. Returning as Dana, he chuckled as he raised the bodies of the two dead guards.
”The Witch has ordered you retreat, cease fighting immediately,” Kenji shouted, knowing only one force could have turned these grunts into monsters of flesh. Thankfully the guards halted, and backed away from George who continued to breathe heavily.
”This creature lies. Follow only my orders - destroy the werewolf,” hooted the owl, who promptly sent a blast of foul green magic at Kenji. Throwing one of his minions in the way he survived, even if the undead guard was blown apart in his place. Alas, his other undead servant wasn't close enough to shield him from the second and was blasted to pieces.
Having had quite enough, Kenji came back as his Troll body.
”FUCK YOU,” Kenji roared as he jumped to smash the wooden beams on which the owl sat. Fluttering madly, the owl zoomed for the open window only for Kenji to hurl the broken beam to crash through the owl, the window, and right out into the night air.