Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20160831215055/@comment-26383377-20160926033600

Calthor shuts his eyes, trying to contain himself. Once he opened them, his eys were bloodshot and filled with rage. He let out a load roar, and charged towards the attackers, his halberd pointed straight at them. The knights on horseback quickly gathered behind him, in a spearhead formation, with Calthor at the front. They crashed into the Phalanx, and began mercilessly hammering the Golden soldiers.

The soldiers retreated to a safer position, taking the slaves with them.