Lord Icedrake was a elf lord and had nearly 400 years of experience in combat. But even so this was the first time he had seen something like this. The humans had gone insane. Icedrake looked at the reports he had gotten in. The humans had spread out and begun to look for the units of elf assassins. Once they were found the humans would surround the area and rush in ignoring casualties.
Bob who should have retreated to the human lands was acting weirdly as well. He was personally leading his troops. This was a surprise to Icedrake. Bob should have been hiding among his men. Instead he was at the front making sure they were not shirking any of their responsibilities.
Looking at a report that Bob had horribly tortured several of his own men who had not kept up with his other troops caused a chill to go down Icedrake back. Bob was serious otherwise he would never risk his own life to an assassins arrow.
Lord Icedrake called out “Get Prince Connor back in here I want to know what is going on right now.” A few tired and pale Prince answered Icedrakes summons. Connor looked up “I have told you three times. I do not know why Bob is acting like he is. All I know is that Goodgoblin is terrified. He told me Bob once ripped off his own toe nail because he did not want to pay the few coppers for a healing potion. He said he did one toe just to see how painful it was and then pulled the other even after passing out from the pain of the first. ”
Icedrake nodded “Bob is evil I have reports of him getting drunk and slaughtering entire villages. But evil does not mean stupid he is generally cautious. Unless you look at his sisters the wrong way or is drunk of course.” Icedrake snarled “Every report every one says the same thing. Bob will take a risk but when the odds are too far against him he will back off.
The risk he took attacking our camp was justifiable. His range with his bow is great and you only had griffins which take time to take off. But his new attack it makes no sense. So we are going to go over it again and again.”
A soldier ran in “Sir its a report from the human lands there is a purge happening. Every non human in the human lands is being slaughtered. The paladins under Barney are coming as are all the human powerhouses.”
Lord Icedrake looked at a map “We attack kill Bob and then try and retreat. Tell the archer queen its time to earn her pay. Shadow rogue as well. Prince Connor you need to take a Pegasus and run we can no longer protect you. I might not know what is going on but obviously it is huge. The elf powerhouses outnumber the human powerhouses ten to one plus individually ours are stronger. Bob does not count as a powerhouse so coming out into the open whatever they are planning is huge.”
Another messenger ran in “Sir reports from the human lands. Every human powerhouse is coming its not just the paladins its the necromancer lady death plus the kings powerhouses. Also the humans are cleaning house anyone who knows anything or could know something about what is going on is being killed.”
Lord Icedrake turned to Connor “My prince you need to leave now take two Pegasus and a holding bag with some water Bob poisoned most of the water sources anywhere near a hill”
Bob looked at the men behind him who were not happy. That did happen when you had a couple of stragglers brutally murdered to prove a point. He was not messing around. Eric the Black as Bob had named him approached on a horse looking the worst for wear.
Eric greeted Bob “My lord it is done everyone who knew about the incident has been sent on the front lines to attack a elf base and are dead.”
“Good because the elves will offer gold and send in kidnappers to take hostages and prisoners for interrogation. Its why I did not ask for a name. If they take me and offer to remove a red hot poker from my ass if I tell what I know. I think I would tell them anything they want to know.
I am tough but I am not that tough If you stick a poker up my ass I will probably tell you anything you want to get you to remove it. You would be dead if not for the fact I think you might be the lucky person father. ”
Bob grinned “Even if your not well your sons or daughters can be married off. Ok lets get ready and remember I am the only one who knows that your the last person alive who knows who the lucky person is. So if they take me alive they will come after you next.”
Eric looked stunned “You want me to kill you if it looks like they will be capturing you alive?”
“Of course who wants a poker up the ass just look after my sisters”
Bob's hand shot out and grabbed a arrow. The force of the arrow pushed Bob off his horse and he flew through the air. Bob landed almost forty feet away from his horse and got up “That was either a arrow from a powerhouse of someone using several powerful skills with cool downs of years.”
Behind bob a shadow appeared on the ground and a figure leapt up. Striking Bob from behind a blade pierced threw Bob's back and came out his front. Bob reached out and grabbed the shadowy figure before bringing it close and biting it. The figure desperately stabbed Bob and Bob's entire left arm was cut off. Bob fell to the ground with a huge hole where his heart used to be and one arm missing
For a second there was a stunned silence before Bob spat out the eye of the shadowy figure which vanished. Bob pulled out a vial with his remaining and poured it into his chest wound before waving Eric over. Bob pulled out a sewing kit and pointed at his chest before drinking yet another potion and lowering himself slowly to the ground.
Eric the Black looked stunned at Bob whose heart and arm had been destroyed. He was still alive and looked furious. His heart had been cut into pieces and he had a hole in his chest and he still was able to pull out a potion and pour it into his wound.
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Then he had lowered himself to the ground before giving instructions. Eric turned to the healers who were casting spells and had pulled out a long barrel and placed Bob in it. They sealed the barrel and then began to pour healing potion into it.
Eric looked at the healer Samantha
“How is he still alive?”
“Mythic level sub class. I knew there was a difference between legendary and Mythic but he did not even invest even a third of of five major skills into body skills.”
Pride flooded Eric his daughter might have a mythic class in the future. A mythic main class even more powerful than Bob's. His eyes narrowed his daughter must survive even if he and the rest of his family had to perish. She was his family hope for greatness. Briefly Eric considered killing Bob and then himself and cutting off all knowledge of where his daughter had gone but decided against it.
He could always slit Bob's throat if the elves looked like they were going to capture him and go down fighting. Eric touched the axe by his side and smiled at the healer Samantha.
“Get him packed away we have elves to kill.” Allan spoke up “Wait we are not heading back with Bob?”
“No the enemy is in front of us we will kill them and then head back”
Eric moved forward and pointed at the barrel Bob was in “Bob is not dead they cut his arm off and cut a hole in his chest where his heart should be. But he is still alive you all know this because if he were dead your army status would change. Now Bob had one of us tongue cut out and buried head first in horse shit because he told him he had a right to keep wine in his water sack.
If Bob did that to him for taking a little wine what is he going to do to us for not killing the elf who took off his arm and cut out his heart. You think he is going to say good job or do you think he will be angry and have all our balls cut off before throwing us into a hole with hungry rats? We all know its the balls cut off and into a hole with rats. So get out there and kill all those elves before Bob heals up and guts us alive. ”
A feeling of contentment came over Eric. He might die but his family legacy would be assured. His eyes glowed it was time to kill the elves then goblins and then. Eric thought about it he needed to make sure that everyone who knew about his daughter's success died. It was possible some of the soldiers had talked it was time to make sure the human casualties were high.
The more humans dead the less chance anyone would know about his daughter. It was time to send his troops against the elves and then against the goblins. As there were not a lot of elves he would have to rely on the goblins Hopefully enough would be killed by the goblins Eric decided if the goblins did not kill enough he would just have to have them killed for cowardice.
“KILL THEM ALL” the humans scream could be heard for miles. Lord Icedrake knew the humans were coming for them. He looked at Shadow Rogue who was screaming on a cot as green pus came out of her eye socket. He turned to his healer
“I have know her for years is there anything that can be done?”
“We can cut her throat. Bob must have used a alchemy skill on his saliva. He turned it into a acid laced with some kind of bacteria. Its already in Shadow Rogue's blood stream and it will be fatal.”
“KILL KILL KILL KILL” the sound of the humans baying for blood echoed out.
Icedrake nodded “Well better now than being ripped apart by the humans.”
Lord Icedrake opened up his tent and saw a cloud of arrows coming for him. His elves were getting their sword dances ready to try and stop the cloud or arrows which now blotted out the sun. Lord Icedrake did not even try and block the arrows falling towards him. His last thought was that he hoped prince Connor would get away. That way his family could put the blame firmly on the coward that ran away and not on him Lord Icedrake the valiant hero who stayed and fought to the death with the humans.
On a throne of sticks Goodgoblin looked at the elves death he turned to Connor “Well Connor you might have chosen badly coming to me for help.” Connor snorted “Chosen badly you think I had a choice. If I return now with the noble death of Lord Icedrake I will be blamed for everything. They will say I was a coward. I am a noble prince I will not run from any challenge. Even if the bones are ripped from my chest while I am still alive I will never back down.”
Off in the distance the humans finished off killing the elves and quickly erected a number of poles. Goodgoblin swallowed “Connor I think it might be best if you stayed put.” Connor looked at Goodgoblin “Of course I am not going anywhere. My honour demands I assist you defeating the evil human scum. Even if they set me on fire still I will attack with all my might. For I am a elf prince and I fear nothing and nobody. Do you doubt my honour and courage?”
“Well the humans are about to start nailing people to those posts. My guess is the ones who were slow to rush at the goblins are about to have their balls chopped off and have their hands and feet nailed to the poles. Then they will more than likely jam a pole up their asses. The thing is there is no reason for Bob to do that unless he was about to launch a major assault against us goblins. In fact ”
Goodgoblin paled “In fact he might want everyone dead. I remember talking to Bob about this. Its a north man tradition. When they start a fight where they want to kill a portion of there own troops they first use those poles to get the men fired up. Nothing like the fear of having your balls crushed and a spear stuck up your backside to get you to push forward quickly.”
General Greenskin a large warrior for a goblin grinned “Ha if they want to kill their own it will make it easier for us to kill the dispirited remains” Goodgoblin looked at General Greenskin “They are about to stick around a hundred of their own on sticks like pigs being cooked. You think they are going to back down from a fight with the fear of that behind them. They are going to fear being tortured by their own than death from our arrows. ”
Goodgoblin pointed at the humans “10 000 maniacs are about to rush our lines with no fear in their hearts from us. The stories I heard say that even if you hack off their hands they will still try and bite you to death. We have a few weak defences but they will not be enough and the enemy general actually wants both sides to die. They will not accept our surrender. You understand? They want everyone to die us included. We can win time for our people by standing here and being trampled upon. But in the end our defences were only meant to increase the price of their victory. Their was never a chance of us wining.”
Greenskin paled “They are going to kill us all.” Connor tried to make a run for it but Goodgoblin waved his hand and several crossbows were pointed at him.
Goodgoblin smiled “So even if they set you on fire you will fight to the last. Your a honourable elf and soon you will be given the chance to prove it. Greenskin to have any chance of survival we need to kill the humans who are sent in first. They are the ones Bob wants dead the most. If the second line holds and all the humans Bob wants dead the most are gone he might not push things. Of course he might also unleash a death wave”Everyone except Goodgoblin almost fainted in fright. A death wave where the undead were unleashed in such numbers that they began to evolve.
Goodgoblin looked at the goblins Connor had paid “You understand now Bob is angry. He is going to slaughter his own troops and he has castles to fall back on. Why would a angry Bob not unleash a death wave? So do you want Connor's gold or do you want your lives? Its time for you to prove your courage prince. If I am right and Bob wants us and his own troops dead then he will send the ones he wants dead after you first. If he does not he will personally deal with you.”
Connor glared at Goodgoblin “Icedrake sent rogue and another top powerhouse to kill Bob he might be dead.”
Goodgoblin pointed at the humans who were being nailed to the sticks. “So what they are just nailing their friends to sticks because they feel like it? Someone is making them do it does it matter to you if its Bob or one of his lieutenants who kills you? Your still dead. Of course something might still happen. By some miracle you might survive but that is not going to happen if you stay here because I will slit your throat myself”
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