"Protect me!"
Fabian shrieked, scrambling into the carriage. The captain, now bloodied and battered, turned toward him.
"My lord, you must flee! We'll hold them off as long as we can!"
But Fabian's carriage never moved.
The undead swarmed it, their hands tearing through its ornate woodwork. The horses reared in terror before being pulled down by the horde, their panicked whinnies silenced in moments.
Fabian tumbled from the wreckage, his massive frame hitting the ground with a sickening thud.
"Urrghhh…" He groaned, his face contorted in pain as he struggled to stand.
Then, he witnessed the nightmares with his own eyes.
"UARRGHHHHH!!!"
"AHHHHHH!!!"
"H-HELP ME—UAAAAARRRRRHHH!"
It was terror incarnate.
As the last of Fabian's knights fell, silence descended upon the camp once more.
