Erexan Linxoth

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Erexan stands in front of his squadron, they would be the first to enter the battle.

“Men, this is what we have trained for. To fight, in the face of overwhelming force. To kill, before we get outnumbered. TO DIE, AND NEVER SURRENDER”

The squad lets out a collective battle cry. The enemy was visible on the horizon. The silver masks reflected the sun. They had their orders, they would wait until the enemy was within charging range, and then go get them, the others would follow.

Erexan stood, waiting for the right moment. The enemy was approaching at an excruciatingly slow pace. Finally, they were in range.

Erexan let out a roar, and he and his squad charge the enemy. Multiple lighting breaths hit the enemy, some explode, others get charred. Then, the squad hits the enemy line, it breaks apart, the axes do their work. It all seemed they would get that victory after all.

But then, in the back, he saw them. This wasn’t a mission for them, this was a move of the army, and they were in the way. They had send out a smaller part of the army, to give them a false sense of hope, so they could eradicate them, instead of them running away, knowing there was no way of winning. Erexan was filled with rage, he fought harder than ever before.

“Everyone, it’s an ambush, get out of here”

“But you said…”

“I KNOW WHAT I SAID, BUT WE DON’T WANT THE WHOLE TRIBE TO DIE, GET THE WOMEN AND THE CHILDREN TO SAFETY, I’LL HOLD THEM OFF”

The first wave had been defeated, but there was no way the next wave would be too. Erexan stood, determined to keep them from his village, for as long as possible. They threw everything they had at him. He should have died 5 times, but the rage kept him standing. When he eventually was overrun, the village had escape. When his eyes closed, he knew, they would survive