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Kale made sure he had a good grip on Elle the Cleric woman. Looking down at the woman. "my name is kale"he said to her and lifted her up so he was actually holding her up off of the ground. "we will move faster if I just carry you" he said to her and made sure that she was comfortable. looking to Damien "Lets go outsider..the woodswoman already went on keep up" With that Kale turned and making sure Elle was somewhat comfortable Kale held her firmly and took off running as fast as he could.

As he ran Kale's mind was going all over the place, only just last night he was finishing a job and going to get his new armor when he is branded by some comet and witnesses the mass killing of ever infant and or toddler in the city..and now it is going on in fairhaven, for all Kale could know, it is happening in every city in the Northedge Fields. Kale is by no means a saint but this is sadistic and he knew who had ordered the soldiers to do it. The mere thought of the woman, made his rage boil like a raging fire.

As Kale ran, he looked to Elle for a second to get her attention "What do you know of this prophecy..i only heard what was told to people..I know nothing of it besides that."Kale said to her. kale looked around and did not see the horse or the person riding the horse. He figured they were already ahead and hoped they were as well marked. Kale looked back to make sure Damien was keeping up and gave as much time as he could for Elle to explain whatever she knew before they arrived. When they had Arrived Kale heard the scream and then saw a soldier fall with a arrow in his neck. "That woodswoman is fast.."Kale saw her come out of the tree line and then charged into the town killing as she went. "impressive.." Kale set Elle down hardly out of breath and reached behind him pulling the six foot steel sword from its leather straps. " Can you move on your own now?..If so lets go..Don't step in front of me next to me..or you will get cut in half on accident."Kale said with the tone of understanding.

Without a further word kale charged into the city and with a single swing of great sword, almost cut through the entire body of a unsuspecting soldier. With a wet tearing sound, kale ripped the sword from the dying man and using its momentum cut the blade into another man. "I am Kale!! Turn and face me!!" Kale cried out and went charging into the masses swinging left and right. With each stroke a soldier fell, his anger and rage turning him into a killing machine.