Chapter 19 Last One Standing
Arastor pounded at the enemy. Back to back with Gimadin, the two hacked and slashed between gritted teeth. Their foes multiplied in front of them—Dewar, Thokuhm and now their undead brethren.
The ranger thought he had planned for every contingency.
“This is getting out of control,” King Gimadin yelled.
“We’re way past out of control!” Arastor hollered back.
I may have killed us all, thought the ranger. Turning the idle creek in to a raging torrent kept Thokuhm’s troops from flanking, but it also cut off any retreat Gimadin’s men had. They were now committed wholeheartedly to either winning or losing. There was no turning back, not now or ever.
Arastor did his best to dwindle the undead numbers. Gimadin had more trouble. He would not resign himself t
