Behind me I saw one the Drakon's knights taking his last breath of air a huge silver stuck out through him.
The blade was quickly pulled out and the knight who fell to the ground dead before me I moved my line of sight from the dead body to the person who caused this the person decked in grayish silver armour his piercing green eyes staring into mine.
He suddenly turned away from me and began attacking the Knights, the charged at him but they were no match for him his swordsmanship drew me in it seemed so unreal it seemed as though there was no enemy he couldn't defeat just like my father.
Father! it was at that moment I remembered father I run to where I last saw him, running like the wind I arrived to see him fighting the four commanders all by himself the others lay dead at his feet at that moment the feeling of helplessness came over me once more. I stood there watching my father fight evenly with four commanders but I knew there was no hope of him winning there was still one commander who hadn't fought yet.
I wished I could join in the fight but I couldn't I could only watch the battle take place after a while my father finally took down one of them but was struck by the other three. He was injured, reducing his chances of victory but he was still fighting valiantly.
Eventually he managed to take out another commander but his fate was now sealed there was no way he could continue to battle but just at that moment a blade flew out of nowhere and straight into the head of one of the commanders.
All heads turn to the source and there he was once more decked in his grayish silver the man who saved my life his raven dark hair swayed in the wind. "found you." he spoke when he finally appeared the commander fighting my father shouted once he had a good look at him "Im...Im...impossible a Huntsman." at that the fear of the remaining knights was easy to discern.
"you should be dead all Huntsmen died 10 years ago you..." before he could end his speech a sword went through him. The huntsman spoke up " A huntsman never dies." "interesting phrase ' a huntsman never dies.' let's test the validity of that statement" the final commander who abstained through the fight finally joined the battle my father seeing so my father rushed to fight him but with just one thrust from his spear a gaping hole was left in his chest "noooooooo!!!!" and just like that my father had crossed from the land of the living into the lands of Xeroxder at that moment the last bit of hope I held unto vanished.
"annoying pest because of you reporting this battle is going to be a pain in the arse." he gave but a glance then shouted out to the few remaining knights stand back I'll handle this myself.
He looked straight at the huntsman and spoke " I am Batsa the blood thirsty and soon to be chapter leader who are you Huntsman? " the huntsman kept quiet for a bit then spoke up " I am Gareth the Huntsman."