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Outside the Castle
Protecting Slade against the initial onslaught of strikes, the giant swept his arm out, crashing into several of the soldiers, sending them flying across the grounds. Screams littered the air, followed by metal on stone as they crashed into the wall of the inner castle. Dockson stood shocked for a moment, only watching the devastation this monster was wreaking with a single swing of his arm. Taking a step back, he waved at his men, his voice barely carrying over the ruckus. Pull back men, we regroup with me! For what though? What could they do in face of such a monster? They needed Kelsier and Vin! But both seemed to be occupied! His eyes widened as the giant stood up, turning towards the castle. His voice was a wordless shout of anger and fear.
Inside the Castle
Elend was beyond amazed at his foe's endurance. He wasn't a feruchemist, the wounds weren't healing. Pewter savant maybe? Something entirely else? He rose to follow as the man dove for the window, case in his hands, but the king was forced to stop, raising his sword, repelling each card as it neared him. Groaning in pain he sunk forward, leaning on his wooden desk, seeing a massive hand reaching out beneath the intruder as he broke through the glass barrier.
Outside the Castle
Larsi held his hand outstretched, having reached the wall just as he saw Gambit, bloodied and work, rushing for the window. He may be small as giants go, but his palm was large enough for a regular human to stand in easily. Took you long enough, he spoke in a light tone to the smaller man, turning back towards Slade, raising his voice. Oi, Slade! We're getting out of he-
Something crashed into the outer wall behind Slade, breaking off part of the tall wall, creating a dust cloud. A split second later, another figured crashed into the ground right behind Slade, among the retreating soldiers. A devilish grin spread across the creature's face as the thing called an inquisitor stepped forwards, a crude axe held in its hand. ready to strike. Atop the wall the other emerged from the dust, staring down on Larsi with its cylindrical spikes that had replaced its eyes. Apart from clothing shredded, there seemed to be no indication that they just had had their bodies twisted and mangled by Larsi's attack.
Protecting Slade against the initial onslaught of strikes, the giant swept his arm out, crashing into several of the soldiers, sending them flying across the grounds. Screams littered the air, followed by metal on stone as they crashed into the wall of the inner castle. Dockson stood shocked for a moment, only watching the devastation this monster was wreaking with a single swing of his arm. Taking a step back, he waved at his men, his voice barely carrying over the ruckus. Pull back men, we regroup with me! For what though? What could they do in face of such a monster? They needed Kelsier and Vin! But both seemed to be occupied! His eyes widened as the giant stood up, turning towards the castle. His voice was a wordless shout of anger and fear.
Inside the Castle
Elend was beyond amazed at his foe's endurance. He wasn't a feruchemist, the wounds weren't healing. Pewter savant maybe? Something entirely else? He rose to follow as the man dove for the window, case in his hands, but the king was forced to stop, raising his sword, repelling each card as it neared him. Groaning in pain he sunk forward, leaning on his wooden desk, seeing a massive hand reaching out beneath the intruder as he broke through the glass barrier.
Outside the Castle
Larsi held his hand outstretched, having reached the wall just as he saw Gambit, bloodied and work, rushing for the window. He may be small as giants go, but his palm was large enough for a regular human to stand in easily. Took you long enough, he spoke in a light tone to the smaller man, turning back towards Slade, raising his voice. Oi, Slade! We're getting out of he-
Something crashed into the outer wall behind Slade, breaking off part of the tall wall, creating a dust cloud. A split second later, another figured crashed into the ground right behind Slade, among the retreating soldiers. A devilish grin spread across the creature's face as the thing called an inquisitor stepped forwards, a crude axe held in its hand. ready to strike. Atop the wall the other emerged from the dust, staring down on Larsi with its cylindrical spikes that had replaced its eyes. Apart from clothing shredded, there seemed to be no indication that they just had had their bodies twisted and mangled by Larsi's attack.