“Charge!” A dwarf in the back of the about a dozen person group shouted.
“Charge!” The other dwarves repeated without hesitation. They raised their weapons and charged at Kyle and The Fallen Knight Aoris.
“Stand back.” The Fallen Knight stepped in front of Kyle and drew her claymore. Grasping the large, heavy blade with both hands, she planted her feet firmly to the ground.
“Wait, wait!” Kyle shouted at the dwarves, but his voice was drowned out amongst their battle cries. They charged at him and the Fallen Knight, tripping over their bedrolls, beer bottles, random junk on the floor, and even each other. By the time they reached the Fallen Knight, most of them had been trampled by their kin already.
“Don’t kill them please.” Kyle sighed. These didn’t look like bad people – just dumb. Or maybe it was the staggering amount of alcohol that they had very obviously consumed earlier, as the cave stank of it.
“… as you w
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