For weeks the ship graveyard seemed to be alive with lights and voices.
Wanderers swore that they heard laughter and other humane voices…
None dared to check it out.
Arlo became a reliable ally to the demon army which doubled their numbers. But he now also had around fifty soldiers that were experienced.
War was drawing closer every day. Arlos job was to gain information by raiding merchants and carriages.
The hero grew stronger; he was told to have companions that were stronger than the wildest beasts!
'A Womanizer' Arlo guessed those types of guys would always have chicks that are head over heels for them.
What a careless action it is to bring your lover on a battlefield eh hero?
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The day came for the attack. All of the demons were positioned near a large city which had the hero in it.
A number of 1.500 demons charged to the gates while Arlo led his soldiers up front. They marched to the gates and tore them down.
İt seemed like the town was abandoned. The demon army went in to see no one was visible.
The loudest voice Arlo had ever heard boomed over them. "EVİL DEMONS!"
"It's the hero!" Jira said to her soldiers.
"EVİL DEMONS THAT CAME HERE TO WREAK HAVOC! PREPARE TO FEEL THE HERO PHİLİPS RAGE!"
Suddenly a horde of soldiers appeared from inside the houses. They poured down onto the demons and a close quartered battle started.
Arlo swung his blade against a spearman and tried to spot the hero. Was he hiding while his soldiers were dying? He absorbed the fog of the fallen soldiers, both demon and human. He consumed half of it and raised the other half.
These soldiers had the same armor as the duchesses knights, that filled Arlo with such rage that he sliced the arm of a swordsman.
He felt a gaze on himself and turned to look in the direction. An elf was observing from afar. 'She should be Philip's companion.' he guessed.
"İnteresting…" the elf muttered. "A skeleton that is not supported by a necromancer?" Her face took a horrendous look. "İ will observe you to the smallest part." Her smile made Arlo panic.
How could someone be so arrogant? People were dying left and right, cries of men that called for their lovers or mothers, shrieks of poor demons that are gutted like dogs, yet she and the hero had the arrogance to smile like that?
Arlo charged to her, rage overwhelming his bones. He was hearing a faint heartbeat while he approached the Elf. İt was like Bral or the giant was crushing soldiers but it was slowly becoming louder. She unsheathed a rapier, it glowed in the sun. Such delicate craftsmanship was only available from the elven cities.
Their swords clashed as Arlo slowly became overpowered by her.
CLASH
Badump
CLASH
Badump
CLASH
Badump
The heartbeat became deafening as she scratched his chestpiece cleanly.
Arlo was losing, even though he absorbed several villages, even though he killed dozens, there was only one exclamation to him being overpowered.
"So you killed more…" He growled.
"No" she said "İ was blessed by Philip's love…" Her eyes became even dimmer.
'Such disgusting beliefs.' Arlo thought. Someone who believed that was overpowering him? Laughable.
He had basic levels of sorcery done. Jira taught him when they had time. Spikes made out of bones suddenly appeared beneath the Elf. İt was a mere distraction, as she jumped away, new bone arms grabbed her legs.
While she tried to free herself she saw Arlo aiming to pierce her chest in a flash.
The revenant whispered to Arlo.
"Kill"
"Kill"
"KİLL"
"KİLL"
"KİLL THE ARROGANT ELF!"
Arlo's strike reached its target. Yet the elf was not dead yet.
"Augh…" she spitted blood as Arlo retracted his blade.
"PH- PHİLİP!" she screamed for help "SAVE ME." Arlo waited for her cries to reveal the delusional hero.
A shady figure snatched the elf away in a blink, Arlo had failed to kill her.
"Elma!" A voice screamed. "You skeleton, İ AM GOİNG TO KİLL YOU!" The hero revealed himself.