Post #2815634 in The Gala-Dor Expedition, a roleplay on RPG

Maria's speech rang loud and true throughout the depths of the stronghold. Orcimedes' contribution bolstered the power of her voice even further. Those amongst the bandits who had retained enough sense and sanity to not be gibbering and drooling reeled back from the strength of their speeches. Two of them took one step back, then two more, then looked towards each other.

“Screw this!”

“L-let’s get outta here!”

The two bandits turned tail and ran away, never to be seen again.

The remaining bandits, save for their Lord, degraded into hysterics. They laughed, and spat, with bloodshot, bulging eyes and mouths lined with crooked and missing teeth… just as Orcimedes’ hulking form launched forth, straight towards the Bandit Lord. He smashed through a shield wielder and his spear partner, their puny bodies blown across the room on impact.

“AIEEE!”

“HIYAAA…!”

The shield wielder slammed against the wall. The spearman rolled dangerously close to the chasm, but recovered right before he fell.

At the very last second, the Bandit Lord tugged at Georgina’s chains. The she-beast reared up, roared, and weathered the hit meant for her master.

SLAM!!

Her bones rattled, her armour shook. But the beast would not be so easily downed, and neither would her master, who flinched, but was not unhorsed. She pushed back against Orcimedes, her lean, wiry form balanced by her overwhelming size. The Bandit Lord twirled his polearm over his head. The weapon spun and spun, gaining speed and momentum by the second. The rat-wolf shrieked then lunged forth, snapping her jaws once, twice, to bite at Orcimedes’ shoulder, then face. Barely a second later, the Bandit Lord slammed his bardiche down, aimed right at the orc’s head.

WOOSH!

Two ground bandits had fled. Six remained, not counting their leader. They surrounded Orcimedes, drawn by his threat, wielding spears and axes. Four of them enclosed him from behind, wailing and thrusting away with their weapons. A shield-wielder hunkered down. His spear-bearing accomplice dashed forth, stepped upon the shieldman’s board, and leapt, high into the air, sprung by his partner.

The spearman drew his spear back like a javelin, reached the highest point of his jump, and flung his spear with full force towards Orcimedes.

B o o m

A sound resounded behind them. It was a bassy, otherworldly boom, one that churned their stomach instead of their eardrums. Ashera’s magic arrow struck a critical area. The scaffolds shattered into a rain of splinters and stakes. The archers’ platform collapsed, taking the three archers with it. They screamed, and screamed, and flailed, until the fall silenced them with a splat, and the scaffolds crumbled into a pile of rubble and dust.

Drawn by the massive blow, two of the ground bandits turned his attention towards Ashera, Esther, Maria, and Wilthro.“Hiiihihihihihiihihi!” They charged, full-speed ahead, screaming and gibbering as they dodged Ashera’s suppressive fire, utterly oblivious to the shield wall the elf had erected, until-

Bonk!

The bandits struck their heads. One was instantly knocked prone. The other reeled back, groaning. His nose twitched. He drew back his twin axes, screamed, and wailed away at the invisible barrier. Left, right, left, right, left, right, left right, like a whirlwind of blade and fury. The shield held. For now.

The axe bandit’s blows formed ripples across the barrier. From the remaining archers’ platform, one of the three marksmen narrowed his eyes, observing. He couldn’t discern the width or height of the barrier, but he swiftly realised...“It’s a flat plane!” The archer whispered to his fellows.

An urgent, wordless warning gripped Ashera's heart. Instinctively, she was drawn towards Maria. An arrow was embedded in her chest. Fresh, stark red blood trickled down her dress.

The arrow disappeared. And with it, the blood. Above, from the archers’ platform, one of the marksmen lined up a shot, his sights set upon the cleric.

Meanwhile, Esther and Serena remained safe.

Snippet #2815634

located in Zoltia, a part of The Gala-Dor Expedition, one of the many universes on RPG.

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