Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20160831215055/@comment-26383377-20160926035413

The soldiers circled the slave in a ring of shields. A layer of men wish shields, a second layer of pikemen, who jutted their pikes between the gaps in the shield formation. And finally, a layer of crossbowmen.

Calthor and his Knights continued their relentless assault steins the golden force. He grabbed one by the head and lifted him up, squeezing and crushing his helmet, along with the head inside of it.