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Elitemage14

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As the spear wielding knight attacked, Garth nimbly dodged the blow and stabbed his sword through his chest, leaving the blade. The assassin delivered a quick kick into the hilt of the sword, driving it even deeper to the point which the blade pierced through the armor covering the man's back.
The last knight attacked with an overhead swing. Garth caught the curved blade in the palm of his hand and twisted the blade out of the knight's clutches. The assassin delivered a low kick to the knee, sweeping the warrior off his feet.
Garth gripped the curved sword by the sharp blade. He slammed the sword down onto his knee and snapped it in half.
Before the warrior could pick himself up, the assassin quickly picked the dragonite scimitar off the ground and drove it down into the knight's heart.
Garth threw the scimitar to the side as he looked down at his palms. His hands had almost been completely unscathed from when he had caught the curved blade.
"What is happening to me...”

22-Mar-2008 00:10:54

Elitemage14

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Garth was surprised to find the door he had used to reach the third floor was locked. He vigorously jiggled the handle and rammed his shoulder into the metal door, but it would not budge. He would have to find another exit.
Garth was about to leave when an idea popped into his head. Maybe with his new found strength he could create an exit. The assassin widened his legs and charge towards the door. With all of the strength he could muster, the assassin slammed his fist into the center of the door. The door held firm and did not budge, leaving him with some very sore knuckles.
"Okay, so I can't break metal yet."
He traveled down several more hallways and tried to open several more doors, but they all had been locked. This was very suspicious. Even more suspicious was that Garth had not encountered any resistance from the White Knights since he had left the evidence room.
Eventually, he reached an open corridor. The beautiful white stone walls were lined with elegant paintings and statues of long dead White Knights.
The hall abruptly ended and entered into a very large and empty white room, most likely used for banquets. He strolled into the center of the room, taking a second to glance around the area and think about how he was going to exit this maze like castle.
Suddenly, the door behind Garth closed and three dozen White Knights charged through the second entrance. Over thirty men stood in front of Garth, all with bows drawn. There was no exit or anything the assassin could use for cover. Garth clenched his fists and tried to hold back his anger. He had been lured into a trap.
"Stop where you are and raise your hands into the air!" the lead knight commanded.
How dare this man try to order him around? Garth thought. He reached down to his waist and slowly withdrew his two scimitars.
"I said hold your hands into the air!"
Garth ignored the man. He held his two scimitars directly in front of his body and prepared his stance.

22-Mar-2008 00:11:53

Elitemage14

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"This is your last chance! Drop your weapons or we will make a pincushion out of you!" the knight roared.
"You act as if by the time all of your men’s’ arrows are fired and their quivers are empty that I will be dead."
The knight in charge gave the signal and all of his men fired simultaneously. A wall of arrows hailed towards Garth, yet he stood stationary and waited for the approaching onslaught. With lightning fast reflexes Garth swung his scimitars around several times and sliced through the flurry of arrows as they approached.
The archers fired another volley. The assassin slashed several more arrows out of the air and contorted his body to dodge the countless projectiles as they whizzed by.
Garth ducked, dodged, weaved, and slashed through the incoming projectiles time and time again. The White Knights fired volley after volley, yet the assassin was untouchable.
Suddenly, one arrow penetrated through Garth's defenses and stuck his shoulder. His momentum was thrown off and he temporarily lost his balance. The one arrow was followed by several more as they soared through the air and pierced Garth's chest and midsection.
Despite the intense pain that shot all throughout his body, Garth continued to stand firm and endure the punishment. He held up his scimitars and slashed through several more arrows, but his movements had been slowed and he could not dodge all of them. The knights continued to fire until Garth's legs gave way and he collapsed to one knee. He was sweating profusely and his body felt like it was on fire.
"Take that you scum," the lead knight snorted as he lowered his own bow.

22-Mar-2008 00:12:28 - Last edited on 23-Mar-2008 00:08:51 by Elitemage14

TeeJayPow

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"Stop where you are and raise your hands into the air!" the lead knight commanded.
How dare this man try to order him around? Garth thought. He reached down to his waist and slowly withdrew his two scimitars.
"I said hold your hands into the air!"
Garth ignored the man. He held his two scimitars directly in front of his body and prepared his stance.
Elitemage14
22-Mar-2008 00:12:28
Garth could feel a sudden darkness creep into his soul.
"Darn you to hell," Garth muttered. He pushed off the ground and slowly stood up to his full height.
By some unseen force, the door behind the White Knights closed and locked itself. The knights reached back to notch their arrows, only to find that their quivers were already empty.
Garth stared at the battalion of knights, a psychotic smile across his face. He grabbed the numerous arrows that protruded from his body and yanked them out one by one. Blood flowed down his puncture wounds and onto to floor, forming a crimson puddle at his feet.

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Theres something missing. It never mentions the arrows being fired

23-Mar-2008 00:04:18

Elitemage14

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Garth could feel a sudden darkness creep into his soul.
"Darn you to hell," Garth muttered. He pushed off the ground and slowly stood up to his full height.
By some unseen force, the door behind the White Knights closed and locked itself. The knights reached back to notch their arrows, only to find that their quivers were already empty.
Garth stared at the battalion of knights, a psychotic smile across his face. He grabbed the numerous arrows that protruded from his body and yanked them out one by one. Blood flowed down his puncture wounds and onto to floor, forming a crimson puddle at his feet.
A black and smoky aura began to form around the assassin. Purple threads made of pure energy began to cross over his puncture wounds. The purple threads sewed his wounds together and mended them before the knights’ very eyes. The blood loss abruptly stopped and new skin began form over the old skin.
The knights stared at the fully healed Garth in amazement. The assassin quickly raised his head and charged the knights. They tried to draw their backup weapons, but most were cut down before they could even reach their weapon’s hilts. Garth hacked and slashed through the ranks of White Knights. Soon the floor around him was littered with the dead bodies of over thirty knights.
"Varrock, here I come," Garth muttered as he sheathed his scimitars and strolled over to the nearest exit.

The chief of Taverly had been outside doing laundry and other household chores with his fully grown son. The elder quickly stopped in his tracks and grabbed at his temples.
"What is it, father?" his son asked.
"I just sensed a tip in the balance," the elder replied.
End of Chapter 16

23-Mar-2008 00:08:30

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