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The warlord heard the commotion and spun around to take a look. The gateway sealed with fiery obstacles. Some fell upon the battering ram and it caught fire, which releashed even more smoke and flames. He saw a couple figures atop the walls, and figured they were responsible.
“Ooo! I love it when it gets a little hot!” Haraldur exclaimed. He struck the shoulders of some nearby barbarians, “You three! With me! We need to get to the ramparts and direct those outside to another gatehouse! Let’s go!”
Haraldur and the three brutes with him charged towards the burning gatehouse. He used his shield like a plough, and shoved aside even White Knights. He jumped and rammed his shield into the back of Two-two’s helm, and struck her down, again. However, he was confronted by a swarm of White Knights, and being a big fellow, had no choice but to engage.
“Hraah!” He swung his sword and shield, used both as weapons. Sword clanged, shield smashed, and one by one, White Knights fell dazed, but not before they took out Haraldur’s three companions.
“Ohhrrr!” Haraldur lunged into a knight’s midsection, and picked him up over the shoulder. The warlord ran forth with the White Knight atop him and threw him down, then slammed his shield into the knight’s helm repeatedly until knocked out. After the warlord finished he saw Aranel and some guy, and a dog that growled at dead barbarians.
Smoke and flames rose over the gateway. The warlord looked around, and watched as the remaining barbarians inside the city steadily fell, cut-off from reinforcements. The warlord raised his shield and struck it with his sword as he walked towards those who stifled his siege: Aranel and Garrett.
“Bölvuð sé ætt þín!” Haraldur extended his shield and ran forth. “Þú verður veislumatur fyrir krákurnar!”
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