He heard them before he saw them.
A fierce group was moving towards them at inhumane speed yet, they were very human. And that was not all; this group was not made up of young, sturdy individuals. No, It was made up of old men and elderly women, frail-looking girls, and gaunt boys. Yet, they ran and screamed while waving their vessel-draped swords. One of them, the one in the lead, swung a severed head in his left hand. A magical creature’s head.
Luke immediately knew what had happened. These people had been hiding underground. These people had been attacked. These people had fought back and won. With a renewed energy, Luke attacked the stunned magical creatures surrounding him. One by one, he slew them until the last was on his knees with pleas of mercy. Luke drove his sword through t
