~ Third Person's Point of View ~
Undead scattered throughout the wide battleground. The bridge began to sink that had caused the guards to caught off guard.
Alice uttered profanities upon seeing her people struggling. She swirled and pushed the sword to the undead's thigh. However, she needed to prick the weapon to slash its neck, unharmed and unscathed.
"Cross the bridge, Master! Cross it!" She clamoured angrily when everyone stopped from moving forward.
The guard took a deep breath when one of them fell deeply to the lake. Crocodiles silently waiting for prey until they noticed a huge meal.
"Help me!"
"Master! Heeeelp me!"
The guard who swam along the clean lake asked for help. However, it was too high to jump from the bridge and enabled him to survive.
"Swim quickly to the land!" He commanded.
