76 Little Victories, Accumulated (1/2)

***Ryan***

\”Argh!\”

Growl

\”Die you pearly-white-smooth-porcelain-like bones!\”

Kekekek

The scene I'm witnessing with my untrained eyes is chaotic. However, it resembled our fights when I was still just like them. I had to watch my people die from the back as well, as we mages were in charge of not only supporting the melee fighters but also to dish out magic spells that can melt the undead skeletons and zombies apart from the back. And really, I have to admit, I was a bit skeptical about the little army that we trained, okay, father trained for the past 3 months, however, seeing the result of their mere 3 months of training without formation in mind, then they have truly, inconceivably improved like heaven and earth apart!

Although they are still shouting things that motivate them here and there, and some idiotic cries as well, they have shown what an undead killing machine looks like when it is trained. And they are destroying the undead even without the anti-undead equipment that father had promised them.

Herman, the Lord of Erkshire, this land we are fighting on now, was leading a small squad of 16 surrounding a couple of skeletons numbering over fifty. One would think they're chewing more than they can swallow but apparently, they are handling themselves quite well. They are pairing amongst themselves and attacking and defending their position one after another. Herman himself have already killed more than 20 skeletons more than the rest of the army. He has done so by commanding his pair to defend while he strikes and then take his turn to defend while his pair attacked alternately. This has allowed not only them but their fellow squad members to utilize the same tactic and win slowly but surely. After all, their first lesson was about how important their lives were. And father made sure to instill in them the fear of god when doing so.

The 50 skeletons they surrounded could not overwhelm them and slowly dwindled to the single digits after fighting for almost half an hour.

Some injuries were unavoidable however, nothing fatal just yet.

\”Argh!\”

And just when I thought that no one had yet been injured, they appear! How unfortunate!

\”Father! That man, had been pierced by that skeleton's rusty blade!\” I yell at father, forgetting that this man had already given his word that no one would perish while he was here.

\”Leave it to me son.\” Father barely even moved. He just raised his right hand, that was free of holding me, snap his finger and the man with fatal injury to his torso had been healed and just like the undead, started to fight vigorously again as if nothing happened. What the hell?!