Chapter 154 - The Kings Assault (1/2)

Cooke shot down the enemy goblins that tried to stop him from getting on top of the walls. Bodies fell to the floor as Cooke made his way to a higher vantage point. And once he had a clear view of the sky, he fired multiple rounds in Stick's direction.

Hellfire flew to Stick. The blue light wheezed past Stick as he flew across the river. His sickle, glowing bright blue, sliced the bullets in half as they come. The sickle's dazzling light distracted most of the warriors and slaves fighting on the wall.

Stick landed in front of Cooke. He pulled the trigger, releasing another round of hell towards Stick, but none of them landed. Stick was faster, more agile, and determined to get past the red pawn shooting mindlessly at him. He leaped forward with his sickles rotating around him. Like a chainsaw, it sliced and chopped the round bullets until he reached Cooke's neck. Cooke's head was sliced off in a blink of an eye.

Then Stick swing through the buildings until he found the Maston Platoon already preparing to use their sleeping gas on the slaves. They've fought with the slaves beneath the city and knew how to deal with them. They gave some of the sleeping gas to Stick, and he hurried back to Elena and her goblins. Once he arrived, he threw the sleeping gas containers at the advancing swarm. The bombs exploded, releasing the toxin into the air. Stick used his sickle to fan the gas clouds to the slave army, spreading it far and wide while keeping it away from his allies.

The slaves fell asleep, and so did their masters that whipped them to march forward to sacrifice their lives for the city that buried them. Elena and her hunters threw themselves onto Stick and celebrated their victory. ”Ladies, please, we still have a city to take!”

The women set him free. But before he returned to the dam, Elena grabbed him by the elbow and kissed him on the cheeks. ”Go get them!” She yelled.

Stick ran off, covering his red cheeks. When he returned to the tower, he was met with a surprise. Bi and Skydas stood on top of their unconscious enemies. And they were no longer red conquerors. They were now true goblins with pale green skin and colorful feathers coming out from the nape of their necks. Skydas' red hair was much more fiery and deep, while Bi's blond hair turned white as snow.

Skydas saw Stick arrive and gave him a salute, ”Sir, we have killed the enemy forces and detained the survivors!”

”Cool it. What happened here?”

”Just as I said, sir! We have,”

”No, I meant your form!”

”Sir, we do not know how it happened.”

Bi pushed Skydas to the side, ”We transformed during the heat of the moment. They were making fun of our Chief and told us that he was already killed by their king.”

Skydas butted in, ”They were insulting your leadersh.i.p.s, so killed them for it.”

”Ok,” Stick sat on the ledge next to Bord. His smooth bald head reflected the sun on Stick's face.

”What do we do now, sir?” Bord asked.

”We have to wait for Shuja and Olhos to get off the way. and we need to wait for Dawn to open the next dam, or else we'll be sitting duck.”

”Maybe we can retake the wall gates from them.”