Upon entering the main hall, and the swift disposal of a decent portion of the Gnolls located inside, the room erupted in a mixture of howls and those creepy laughs. Damn they freak me the fuck out. The Gnoll king appeared to be intent on watching the show for now which is a definite bonus in my favor, if I had to deal with an enemy as tough as him as well as the other 25 odd enemies in this room I would not be coming back out alive.
The rest of the Gnolls began charging towards me, so I decided it was time to make my move. Watching the wave of teeth and blades hurtling towards me I waited patiently for the right moment, the whole time preparing a spell in my mind that only needed and injection of mana to activate. As the first Gnoll reached me it swung its halberd in an upwards angle towards my rib cage, however I sidestepped it and shoved my sword into its mouth bursting out the back of it's skull. All I needed to do was hold out a little longer until the large group of Gnolls was in a tight group around me, then I would activate my spell. Another Gnoll jumped at me from behind in an attempt to grapple me to the floor but unfortunately for the Gnoll I had already noticed what it was attempting, I span my whole body releasing a kick to the Gnolls mid section sending it flying of too the side. Re-evaluating the situation I decided the group was for the most part close enough to me and began injecting mana into the spell I had prepared. The floor began to freeze in a 10 meter radius around me, trapping the feet of every Gnolls that had been unfortunate enough to rush me. The air around us then began to shift and crackle with sparks of electricity, all of a sudden an extremely loud boom sounded out as a large bolt of light shot out of my body arcing through out the air. The large bolt began to separate and split of into a few dozen smaller bolts aimed at each of the Gnolls that were trapped in place by the ice. (it is important to note that this is 2 separate spells used in tandem with each other). As the lightning bolts struck the group of Gnolls from the top they began to spasm uncontrollably, and smoke began to rise from them as there hair and flesh burnt. The air was filled with the shrieks and screams of nearly 20 Gnolls as well as the horrific and sickening smell of burnt hair and flesh. Within seconds those that had been caught by my spell dropped to the floor as nothing more than a pile of burnt meat.
As I looked around the room again I counted the number of enemies left. There was 2 of the Gnoll barbarians, The Gnoll chieftain, the shaman and the king. I also think that there where 2 injured Gnolls on the ground that weren't quite dead yet but I doubt that they will be able to show much interference in the fight that was about to commence. Looking at the very pissed off Gnolls that were not involved in my spell, they finally started to approach me with snarls on their faces and weapons raised.
"huh... finally time for the fun part", I taunted despite the fact that they do not speak the same language as me. The first to reach me where the Gnoll king and chieftain, whilst the 2 barbarians moved in a flanking position and the shaman stayed at the back preparing spells. I raised my sword in a defensive stance whilst placing my left hand on the cursed dagger I had hidden in my right sleeve.
The first to attack was the Gnoll king, he was wielding 2 curved blades. Each where actually slightly bigger than my long sword, however they looked more like short swords in the hands of the gigantic 12 foot tall Gnoll in front of me. Both of his blades came down from above trying to use brute strength to overpower me (which would 100% work), however I stepped to Left deflecting them to the right. I could feel the vibrations travel down my arm as my blade came in to contact with his. The sheer difference in physical strength between myself and the Gnoll king was made drastically clear with his first attack.
As I side stepped to the left the chieftain took this opportunity to try swiping my legs with his great axe, however I jumped over them removing the dagger from sleeve and slashing his arm with. Now that I've managed to get the chieftain cursed his wound will rapidly decay draining his strength and improving my odds of victory. However this little mental celebration was sort lived as I turned to the king again just in time to see him barreling towards me in a charge. Well fuck! I had no time to dodge so instead I raised my sword towards him and activated a body enhancing spell. his 2 swords colliding with mine followed up by his shoulder hitting me directly in the solar-plexus knocking the wind right out of my lungs. I was then launched about 12 feet backwards into the solid stone wall, resulting in large cracks forming around the area I collided with. It is safe to say that that really fucking hurt! Blood began pouring from my mouth as I'm guessing one of my organs must have ruptured and I can also feel what I assume to be 4 broken ribs.
As I lifted myself to my feet, spitting out a large amount of blood, the room once again erupted in mocking howls and laughs. They've gone and done it now.... I am officially pissed off. The shaman took the opportunity to shoot a beam of concentrated light towards my shoulder however I entered into a side wards roll and returned fire with a ice spike that pierced the shamans knee. It erupted into a loud howl of pain making me sadistically grin like a mad man.
"yeah who's laughing now, you dumb mutt" I mocked it with as it grasped its knee buckling over in pain. seeing the display both the chieftain and one of the barbarians charged at me raising their weapons. The barbarian arrived first striking his axe towards my throat in an attempt to behead me, however with a simple duck it sailed straight over my head and I drove my long sword into its upper thigh pinning it to the ground. another cry of pain resounded throughout the room creating some sort of sinister orchestra of shrieks and howls. The chieftain brought its great axe downwards in a vertical slash, causing for me to let go of my sword and jump to the side. The ground where I had just be standing cracked and shattered underneath the force of the blow, Its safe to say that I would have literally been cut in half by that. Trying to wrench its great axe out of the stone floor it was met with resistance and I used that opportunity for an attack. I charged towards it shooting 2 ice blades into its large muscular chest, which sliced out large chunks of flesh causing another howl of pain to echo though out the room. I wasn't finished with that though, with a leap through the air my knee collided with the Gnolls face crushing its nose and sending it reeling back a few steps. Grabbing a hold of my sword again I pulled it out of the barbarians thigh going into a spin to gain momentum, my sword collided with the Gnoll barbarian just under its arm pit and the sharp blade ripped through its flesh carrying out to the other side just above its shoulder completely bisecting it. The upper half slid of leaving the rest of its body to drop to the floor.
Upon having shown a beautiful display of violence to the rest of my enemies in the room I took this opportunity to gain some distance and I leapt about 10 feet backwards. Looking around the room I took in the scene; the second barbarian whilst being unharmed looked fucking terrified, the chieftain was in a pitiful state with large gashes in his chest where my ice blades gorged chunks out of it as well as the disgusting cut on its arm that look like it had been left untreated for over a week, the king was unharmed but looking slightly wary and the shaman seemed to be in a large amount of pain however it had regained its composure. I had leveled the playing field a bit after the large amount of damage I had already taken, however the king being unharmed was a big problem. My body burned and ached and my mouth was still filling with blood. I was in a pitiful state but I've received much worse before, this is still manageable. hopefully katia will finish her role and come to reinforce me soon.
A stair down that lasted about 30 seconds took place giving me some time to catch my breath, nobody wanted to make the first move because they would likely be the first one to die. So fuck it... why dont I take on the burden. With a large grin showing on my face I dashed towards to king surprising every Gnoll in the room, the king got into a defensive stance raising his 2 curved blades into an X shape. However just before I got into distance with him I rolled off to the side Whilst raising my hand towards the last lonely barbarian. Generating another spell a lightning bolt shot from my hand with a lot of force towards the barbarian striking it in the head and killing it instantly. Then using the momentum of my roll I changed the direction of my charge towards the chieftain who was still in shock for a second at my explosive movements. He managed to gain his composure just before I got into striking distance and in a last act of defiance he swung his massive axe aiming at the middle of body. I went into a spinning leap jumping over the top of the axe, and as I did I grabbed a hold of the cursed dagger in my belt and through it towards the Gnoll king. The king had not been expecting this at all and the dagger buried deep into its shoulder. The spin bringing me back around to face the chieftain in front of me, I could see the look of realization on its face as my sword spun with me leaving a large gash from its right shoulder down to its left hip. I had inflicted sufficient damage on this Gnoll as it collapse backwards and would soon die from blood loss.
Landing with a roll a twisted and came back up facing my last 2 enemies, To see the king charging at me. I couldn't quite make out where the shaman was but I currently had bigger fish to fry. The king was keeping one sword low down pointing straight towards me in an attempt to run me through whilst another was arching to my left. Just as the king reached me I sidestepped to my right dodging his blows only to notice the toothy grin plastered on its face. Well fuck..... I've been tricked. Just as I thought this, a smug smile also erupted on the shamans face replacing the previous pained expression and a beam of concentrated light penetrated my right shoulder causing for me to let go of my sword. My entire body was screaming in pain and I could tell that I was in serious trouble. However the worst of it wasn't over yet as it also turns out the kings attack had been a feint and I noticed just in time to see a sword cut deep into the side of my waste. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck..... that fucking hurts... a fucking lot. FUCK!
Fortunately for me.... if you can really say anything about this situation was fortunate.... the pure raw strength of the Gnoll king followed through by throwing me to the opposite side of the room allowing for a slight recess in combat. My back smashed into the wall however I didn't collapse, as my body started pumping enough adrenaline to kill a dozen men around my body sharpening my instincts and dulling the pain. My vision tunneled and I couldn't even hear the mocking howls and laughs anymore. The first thing that I did was draw the dagger strapped across my chest and charge directly towards the shaman... this tricky bastard had to die. Dodging the one light spell that it managed to fire off, I closed the distance in a matter of seconds plunging the dagger straight into its throat. With that little nuisance out of the way I turned my attention back towards to Gnoll king just in time to duck the fire spell which was hurtling towards me.
"Hahaha.... so the bad doggy has finally decided to show of its party tricks." I laughed scornfully at the Gnoll king who seemed to be pissed off at what I had done to all of its minions. With a few seconds of indecision we both began charging at each other. The distance was rapidly closing and i saw that the Gnoll king was going for a vertical downwards swing with one sword whilst the other was held up in a defensive stance. I didn't have a hold of my sword any more as I had dropped it after being hit by the light spell, however that did not currently matter as I happily rip this stupid dog apart with my bare hands if needs be. I went to jump over the top of the sword, but luck was not on my side today, due to the tunnel vision that resulted from the adrenaline I had not noticed the large pool of blood on the floor and lost my balance. At this rate the Gnoll king would finish what he started and cut me in half. However somewhere deep down in this retarded brain of mine I formulated some sort of plan that may be just fucking stupid enough to work.
With that, my hand reached out towards the sword grabbing a hold of it. I managed to regain my balance due to this, however.... my fingers weren't so lucky. As I went into the leap that brought me over the Gnoll kings sword, 2 of my fingers on my left hand were detached. Normally this would result in unbearable pain, however the shear amount of adrenaline running through my veins over ruled the pain receptors and left me just aware that it had happened. Using the momentum of my leap to carry me forward I clamped my hand down onto the Gnoll kings shoulder to use as a pivot point. This resulted in me being flung upwards and landing in a sitting position on his shoulders. Its safe to say that the big dog is fucked.
Struggling to clear my thoughts of the shitty situation I had found myself in I summoned up all the mana that I possibly could. I generated an image of a large ball of lightning twisting and crackling in my stomach and 2 large powerful arcs traveling through my arms and exiting my hands. This image became a reality as I injected my mana into the spell and grabbed a firm hold of the Gnoll kings head. Electricity crackled from hands and stated to fry the Gnoll kings head. Horrible screams and howls resounded in the room as the Gnoll kings brain was being slowly fried and it spasmed and slowly began to topple over. However even as it hit the ground I did not stop the spell. I continued to fry it for another 30 seconds until I could feel my mana exhaustion start to kick it. I then reached into my boot for the last cursed knife and slit the Gnoll kings throat with it.