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IC: Knite
Abyss Fields
"Someday friend, someday this awful war will end and we can again have peace in atriea."
"Yeah, maybe. The last war was a thousand years and ended in this." He said waving his hand around the area. "I can't imagine what else we could do to this world. Anyway, lets check in back at the fortress." He finished as his wings flourished into existence in a brilliant light.
"and as far as these 'bathrobes', at least I'm not lugging around 100lbs of junk with me everywhere we go."
Knite laughed. "You just need to bulk up a bit. Pick up a sword once in a while instead of making Fluffy here do it all for you." And before Gahr had a chance to respond, he was in the air and heading back towards base.
He stopped in mid flight upon getting within viewing distance of the fortress. The Divine Order had reclaimed it in their name from the Balaur months ago and had held it firmly with no repercussions from the race, but what Knite saw unfolding was a large assault from the scaled creatures- at least 20 of them attacking the main gate, which even at a far glance wasn't going to take much more abuse.
He didn't need to say a word to Gahr as the two increased their speed towards the battle. Suddenly, from above him, Knite was hit hard as a winged Balaur slammed into his back. He flipped through the air uncontrollably for a few moments before regaining his composure and pulling around. It was coming straight for him again and their speed was increasing.
As the two closed in, Knite reached to his back and flung his shield in front of him as he lifted his body vertical and caught its bindings with his foot. Throwing his momentum and weight into it, the shield slammed hard into the Balaur's skull, who instantly went limp and began to twirl towards the rocky ground below.
Kicking his shield into the air and grabbing it, Knite entered a diagonal dive towards the rest of the fight, his sword ready for combat once again.
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