Chapter 98 - 98: Vadne (2/2)

”So what are you going to do with her”, Vadne asked as she followed closely behind Lambert.

”She might have important information about the brotherhood, so I thought might take a crack at having her share them”

”She is a trained ȧssassin, I doubt we will be able to get anything out of her”

”No worries, I quite skilled at having people talk, she will either sing to my tune or sing to the tune of some of my more uncivilized methods”, Lambert said, his expression having turned back to the normal gentle version, but at this moment that gentle smile was no different than the smile of Molag Bal to Vadne.

'Scary', she thought as a shiver went down her spine.

The duo plus prisoner followed the road until they came upon an old abandoned watchtower, well abandoned but not deserted as four bandits quickly ran out when they came close to the tower.

”Get them boys”, The leader shouted, a tall orc clad in heavy steel armor.

”Charge!”, Shouted their vanguard, a woman wearing leather armor and wielding a greatsword,

The woman quickly closed the distance between herself and her closest 'Victim', which just so happened to be Lambert.

”Yaaaaah!”, With a verticle strike she slammed her greatsword down towards where Lambert was standing. Lambert casually stepped to the side just in time for the woman greatsword to slam into the ground where he used to be, having used so much force in her blow her body arched forward as she tried to dissolve the force behind her own blow.

'Amateur, Lambert thought as he brought his knee up slamming it into the face of the woman, that was still being forced forward by her own momentum.

The woman's head immediately snapped back, her feat gave way underneath and she fell to the ground face up, showing her bandit buddies her newly destroyed face, her breath getting weaker by the second.

Grabbing the ȧssassin Lambert threw her at Vadne, ”Catch” he called, causing Vadne to frantically try and catch the ȧssassin but it only caused both of them to end up on the ground. Lying underneath the ȧssassin she glared up At Lambert, 'Muscle headed Brute', she thought.

Bang*

With a swift movement of his hand, Lambert grabbed the greatsword that was sent flying off the ground by his foot slamming the earth right next to it. He then twirled the greatsword into a reverse grip and pierced down ending the woman's life.

”Mercy”, Lambert said as the blade pierced the woman's heart.

”Marsh!”, Yeled one of the bandits before charging at Lambert, he wore leather armor and was armed with a leather shield and iron sword, the one following behind him wore fur armor and wielded a steel Warhammer and finally the bandit chief followed lastly with his heavy steel armor and banded iron shield and steel mace.

Lambert didn't back down and trudged forward at a steady rhythm, when the first bandit was close enough, Lambert did a quick 360-degree clockward turn while swinging the greatsword with his right hand as if it was an ordinary blade.

The bandit raised his shield to block the blow but greatly overestimated his shield's durability and his own strength, the shield broke on contact but it did save the bandit's life as he was merely thrown against a nearby rock formation getting knocked out.

Having finished the first bandit, Lambert raised his left hand just in time to catch the head of the Warhammer that was being swung towards his hip. He then raised his right hand slashing the sword towards the bandit chief that was coming to his goons aid, forcing the chief to block the blow with his shield, the force of the hit staggered the chief back a few steps giving Lambert just enough time to deal with the last bandit.

He pulled at the Warhammer, pulling the bandit off his feet before slamming the back of the Warhammer against the bandit's head ending him indefinitely.

”My... My Crew! I'll kill you!”, The crazed Bandit chief yelled as he charged towards Lambert.

Straightening his back Lambert faced the Bandit chief. He slowly raised the greatsword above his head, while holding it with both arms until it reached the zenith above him.

When the bandit chief came into range of the attack, Lambert's muscles suddenly bulged, ripping the roughspun tunic of his muscular body, his face twisted into a ferocious expression and his eyes became icy cold.

The sword was bought down with unmeasurable force as it headed towards the Bandit chief who raised his shield in hopes of blocking the blow. When the blade and shield were about to connect Lambert opened his mouth and shouted.

”SMITE!!!”