Swords clashed...
In a snowy forest filled with burnt trees Zach swung his blade purposefully, the red haired knight moved dancing through steel as they clashed.
Zach's master was all about teaching Zach the basics of swordsmaship, block, counter, parry, slash and stab and how to transition fluently from one move to another, so Zach was a bit experienced as a result of countless sparring sessions, his senses were sharper, hearing the whistle of the blad cutting through the blizzard.
The raging snow storm muffled the clash of their blades as they moved, Zach dashed in delivering a stab to the knights throat, the knight shifted his stance in response redirecting the stab with his blade and delivering a crushing kick to Zach stomach.
Zach back away gritting his teeth as he clutched his stomach, the pain reverberated throughout his body, his muscles tensed as he winced.
"Your master taught you well.." the knight walked closer, snow crunching beneath his boots.
"Your master taught you well he spoke", bit you were foolish enough to think you could take me on. His feet moved blade reaching Zach's neck in a mili-second.
Zach eyes snapped shut on reflex embracing hoe inevitable doom.
*Clang*
Steel clashed against steel, as Zach eyes widened, a slave much like him blocked the red haired knights attack.
Dressed in a ragged attire the slave waved his sword making the red head step back.
" I had the same motive of escaping before but was going to do that when we almost reach the capital city, there I would have merchants to communicate with" the slave spoke, Zach ears twitched he recognized the voice.
That was the salve the told him about the conflict between the kingdoms.
"What was he doing here?" Zach had thought he had long died since it was four days ago.
"Huh?, so two annoying flies?"... the knights brow furrowed, the blonde slave took a step forward, the blade in his hand glinted as he eye coldy shot at the knight.
"Come on?" The blonde said, the knights face twitched with disgust as he raised his blade.
"Ok the watch out", steel glistened as the duo dashed, snow flying in multiple directions as the blonde danced with the sword with grace and precision, the knight wasn't far behind either, blocking parrying countering switching from one move to another, the sound of sword clashing filled the air.
Zach took their astounded, "wait is this the same slave that looked weak back then, who could've known he was a knight?".
Zach watched the fight but then something clicked, Zach had been here for up to at least 20 minutes and the carriage had not move neither have the other knight noticed their presence.
Even if this was a blind spot the knights would have surely caught them by now, Zach quickly rushed and peak through the last carriage at the back and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
The snow was red with blood, the area was filled with scattered, mangled pieces of flesh, some hung by the carriage door some lay on the snow.
"What in the hell happened?", Zach mumbled, what in the hell killed of all them, then at the corner of one of the black carriages Zach spotted something, he moved closer, inspecting what it was.
His gasp got stuck in his throat as he gagged, looking opon the sight in from of a gigantic claw in front of him, this paw were about the size of Zach's leg, with white scales.
Zach Wondered....
"While Zach was trying to defeat the knight this...'thing'.. snuck in and killed all the knights, due to the paw being slashed of he guess they put up quite the resistance.
As Zach examined.. the more shocked he got, how can all this happened in the span of a few minutes, the blondes image clicked into his mind, did the handsome slave see the creature that did this?, was that why he showed himself as a knight?, was the creature alive?, different questions soared through his head as he analysed.
The more his brain tried to put pieces together the more confused he got.
"Haven't you seen a massacre before?.." A voice spoke and Zach body jolted in shock, standing before his was no other than the slave and in his hand was the head of the knight that almost killed him.
The slave stood calmly, the knights severed head hanging from his hand, his aura, like that of a knight, was foreboding, blood clinged to his ragged clothes, his blond hair whipped in the wind as he looked at Zach with his cold calculating eyes.
"You want answers?" he asked tossing the head aside and Zach mumbled in response, "Then listen well, because I won't repeat myself,
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