550 DL. Open The Gates! (1/2)
”Look!” the chief of the wolves said, pointing to the floor in front of the door, which unlike the rest of the city was sprinkled with fresh snow.
On the surface of the snow, in fact, as imagined by the foresight Bloodfang, footsteps of feet appeared one after the other.
”There are invisible guards over there... they are guarding the entrance” Thyrius continued, who immediately turned his gaze towards his right-hand man which without extracting any kind of weapon, dematerialized and turned back into a shadow.
Leaving a black trail behind him, the warrior moved with incredible speed forward and within seconds, the bodies of invisible warriors fell to the ground one by one, overwhelmed by the murderous fury of that little man, who judging by his appearance, would not hurt anyone.
When even the last guard in front of the lever was killed, the warrior returned visible and pulled a very short blade from the enemy soldier's throat, clutching it in his hands.
When he dropped the corpse to the ground, Bloodfang ran forward, looking up.
All the enemy archers, who were still fighting with the Giants Of Ymir outside, turned around due to the noise and discovered that the Claws Of Fenrir were already inside the walls.
With no one giving them orders, the archers began firing arrows at Bloodfang and all the others, but the Packmaster managed to reach the lever and pull it down.
*scrreeeeck*
When the lever was pushed completely, a loud noise accompanied the opening of the door, and Bloodfang, with his back leaning against the wall, looked at his warriors and with all the breath in his lungs, yelled: ”attack!”
All the warriors next to Dag and Reidar, who were still hiding around the corner of the palace before the gate, turned into wolves and ran forward, intent on attacking the archers who were at the top of the walls.
The enemies caught off guard and with terror in their eyes attempted to load more arrows on their bows and fired blindly at the wolves, without hitting any of them.
The wolf warriors jumped to the walls and with their giant sharp claws began to climb them at great speed, reaching the top and growling like ferocious beasts.
Under the incredulous eyes of Dag and Reidar, the Claws Of Fenrir reached the top of the walls and devoured all the archers, making a real carnage and throwing their remains to the ground.
”Fuck! What brutality! I can't believe it!” Reidar exclaimed, who with those words awakened Dag, who was as enchanted by that display of roughness.
”Come with me, Reidar!” the young Master yelled, ignoring the wolves and running outward, noting that the door was finally wide open.
The young Master approached the bodies, trying to recognize some of the faces, and after a few seconds of searching, caught a glimpse of Kane's bloodied face, barely breathing, his body being partially crushed by two other men who died above him.