Things were looking dismal at the eastern wall. Lionel and his men had also come under the effect of the Paranoia spell. The swordsmen trembled in fear as they saw 10 adept troll Brawlers approaching the wall.
“There is now way we can take them on!”
“We should run back inside the settlement.”
“I don’t want to die here!”
Lionel stood helplessly in the middle, listening to the desperate cries of his brothers in arms. The men who had sworn to lay down their lives for the King were now trembling in their boots. He felt a cold touch upon his neck as icy rivulets of sweat trickled down his spine. This fear, it wasn’t new to him. He had felt such helplessness before; it was during the siege of Valenwood. Memories of that painful night flashed in his mind and he saw his brother’s corpse lying
