“What are they doing?” Kanet asked as he reached the top of the wall and came to a halt beside one of the Engineers, who was keeping an eye on the enemy camp with a telescope.
“Looks like they are preparing for something big, their smiths have been sharpening weapons all morning so I would expect the next fight to come soon.” The Dwarf replied, never taking his eye from the lens.
“You think it will be another test of our defenses?” Kanet inquired.
“Nay, I doubt the demon is patient enough to wait much longer. And with us being the last of our kind I imagine his troops won’t be willing to wait either. This will be a big one…”
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The words of the Engineer proved true. As the light began to dim and the torches were lit along the walls horns sounded throughout the enemy camp. The Warriors were already in position along the walls or in the courtyard and were able to watch the enemy’s movements.
A column of Goblin infantry marched out of the camp, taking up position a few yards out and raising their shields against any flying bolts. Behind these lines engineers wheeled catapults into place, a light glow revealing the magic within the engines.
Finally, leading a squad of black armored Goblins came the leader of the assault. A Dwarf clad neck to toe in thick steel plate. More magic could be seen in the designs engraved into the metal. Instead of the weapon and shield combo his squad favored the Dwarf wore a pair of swords on his waist. But it was the soldier’s face that sent murmurs along the walls. It appeared that Thunderclan’s renowned Decapitator had turned traitor.
Kanet swung around to inspect the faces of those in the courtyard. Spotting the Decapitator squad clustered around Derek the Leader breathed a sigh of relief and waved him over. The joy on the Dwarf’s face at the prospect of a great battle melted away as he laid eyes on the impostor on the ground. Anger replaced the joy as without a word Derek shoved past Kanet and leapt from the wall, rolling as he hit the ground and coming to his feet.
The impostor laughed as the furious Dwarf stalked across the grass towards him. “Ah, Derek. So nice of you to walk into our trap without any trouble.” The impostor said with a cruel smile.
“You impersonate me to draw me into a fight.” Derek said, tilting his head thoughtfully to one side. “You must be one of the less intelligent members of this army.”
“Please, even a warrior such as yourself has no chance against my forces. Surrender and perhaps Uktang will allow you a quick death.” The doppleganger said with a laugh.
“Hmmm. You could be right.” Derek said, worry obvious in his voice. A second later three of the impostor’s squad crumpled to the ground without even a peep, a dagger lodged cleanly in each Goblin’s throat. “However.” Derek said, lowering the hand that had thrown the daggers. “It should be fun to find out.”
With a wild grin the Decapitator drew his twin blades, the multitude of gems in each weapon catching the light of the torches. “Let’s find out who is the stronger here!” He shouted before charging at the stunned Goblins, leaping into the air and diving swords first into their midst, cutting down a pair of pikegobs as he landed…
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I believe a couple hundred Goblins and a magically created version of himself should be good odds for our favorite Decapitator, don't you think?