A Tale Of The Lone Warrior

Chapter 1: A New Start

I left the bush's cover, and dived sideways.

The arrows hit the bush, and the other got through it.

The bush started burning. I've got no choice.

The soldiers took notice of the bush, and eventually me.

With 3 allies left, all of them barely standing, the enemies left them behind and faced me.

I firmly held my weapons.

The archers started shooting me again.

I located the nearest ones that are about to hit me. I can dodge these.

I ran forward, towards an enemy with a longsword, missing some parts of his armor like helms and shoulder pads.

He charged up for a strike, holding the sword with his two hands.

He slashes, and I duck down. Dodging his attack, he lifted his leg and attempted to kick me away.

With my hammer, I hit his ankle, moving his leg aside.

He groaned in pain, and pierced the long sword towards me.

I used my sword to block the attack and make it slide sideways.

He was moved back, and I leaned forward preparing for the attack.

I hit my hammer into his face.

He falls down, and I look around.

There are 5 melee soldiers, and three archers.

I run towards the soldier with a short sword and shield.

He places his shield in front.

I smash the shield sideways, just to startle him. He removes his defense and attacked me with the sword.

I jump back, and I throw the sword into his. Confused by my actions, he stopped as our blades collide and get thrown away.

Still perplexed by this uncommon move, he froze and looked over at his sword.

With his head vurnerable, I take him down with my hammer.

I took his shield, and charged towards the three people left.

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I feel strong.

This rush in my body pushes me to fight.

The thrill of the fact that I might die here fills my body with adrenaline.

I can do this.

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One of the enemies attacked with another short sword. I blocked it with the shield, and prepared to attack with my hammer.

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Confidence took over.

"I can beat three of them."

That was my train thought at that moment.

I actually thought that I can beat three trained warriors.

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I was kicked by another soldier. I fell down to the ground.

I tried standing up, but I got struck in the shoulder by a long sword.

I growled in pain, and rolled sideways.

I stood up, held my hammer tightly, and covered my bleeding shoulder.

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The adrenaline has run out. I now have a sense of fear and nervousness.