Meroku started to walk up the steep hill, he could feel his armour slowly pulling him down, but he knew as a leader of the army that he had to be a good example. "Tyler!" he screamed. "Shoot down those men!" Tyler nodded. He drew his runite crossbow, and with immense force, a bolt shot out. He was flung back a bit, but he managed to hit his target, dead on. The bolt sent a lightning shock through him to the others standing near. "Gotcha" he thought.
Tyler pulled out his Dragon Scimitar and started chopping and slashing his way through the enemies. He then met a commander face to face in the middle of a battle. He pulled out a battle axe with a circle in the middle of the handle. "Holy..." thought the commander. "He has a Devil's Arms men! Fall back!" The men started running back to base. Tyler heard their cries of terror and laughed to himself. "They're so gullible, this isn't even a real Devil's Arms, heh, I just put a circle in the middle"
Tyler was laughing, but not for long. He looked at the ground a saw a huge shadow lumbering over him, and covering his shadow. He slowly looked up and saw an elite. He had gold armour, a flail and mace. His helmet had horns at it, making it look more intiminating. Tyler drew his battle axe, but this, it wouldn't work. The elite started to swing his flail. It plunged to the ground, and dust flew into the sky.
Tyler was thrown to the ground by a kick, and fell in the mud. His face was now covered in mud, and his cuts felt like they were burning. He closed his eyes, and hoped that he'd go to the afterworld quickly, and painlessly. He opened his eyes, it was dark, was he dead? It turned out his face was just in the mud. He saw the elite on the floor with a spear in the back. The one armed commander Meroku had speared him. "Get up slacker!" he yelled. "Man those towers" Tyler quickly shook his head up and down "Yes sir!"
To Be Continued...
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