"Well, well. This looks really stupid."
Fifteen mortars behind me, firing at the fort without damaging it yet. An army of Longinus in front of me, thankfully without kirsurks. There are prators, dalls, sloins and vanguards coming though. And here I am, standing as the only line of defence separating them. I wonder since when I started loving death so much I would seek her that much.
"Oh ,well, nothing I can do about it anymore, right?"
"Kriek-"
I pounce on the Longinus and slay a vanguard with a bullet. If I could use my draconic powers and Cissa right now, I would feel more secure but I don't need to think about it. I will do what I can do and the rest will follow.
