Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160714040922/@comment-25808351-20160717195933

The ballista's round whistles through the air as it sails towards me. I bolt to my sword and take cover behind it, the projectile was on target and exploded when it made contact with my sword. The soldiers cheered at the site, but the cheers died quickly as I step out of the smoke.

"Reload! Reload you fools!" The Paladin barks at his men. The soldiers frivolously work to reload the ballista, meanwhile I advance toward them. I'm moving at steady pace, my eyes locked on to the ballista crew, I pay no heed to anything else around me. The ballista crew work even faster to reload. With the next round ready, in panic they fire without aiming and miss me by inches. Now I'm in full sprint, my greatsword draging behind me. Sparks are produced as the blade screeches across the ground, the ballista crew managed to set another bolt, but just as the Paladin shouts "fire", the crew is sent flying as my greatsword cuts through the ballista like paper.

The crew and Paladin ready their weapons and charge at me. I duck under the first soldiers sword and dodge the next one. I reach my hand out and grab another incoming soldier by his face, the force of him running and then being stop so abruptly, cause his legs to swing out in front of him. But that is when I slam him into the ground. Next I swing my sword and cut a handful of troops in half. Now it's just me, the Paladin and two other soldiers.