Stonehelm plowed his way forward, mowing through the oncoming swarm of bodies like they were overgrown grass. Without a shield, he was free to grip his bastard sword with both hands, swinging with such force that he could cleave through two ghouls at a time. With a ferocious swing to his left, two shamblers collapsed in a pile of their own limbs. A tenacious strike to the right, and another two had their legs knocked out from under them. They toppled onto the ground, only to be trodden over by the next wave of rotted adversaries. As Tilson struck down that next wave, he glanced over to his fellow warriors. To his utter disgust, he saw a robed maiden, a sorceress no doubt, swiftly leading the group away from battle.
"What!", Stonehelm exclaimed in disbelief. "You damned cowar-"
*CLANG!*
Distracted, Tilson had let his guard down, and was stricken in the head by one of the ghouls. The collision rang through his helmet, echoing in the proud soldier's ears, and he stumbled backward. Of course, Tilson knew he had no time to gather his senses, so he opted to charge head-first at his attacker. Thrusting his armoured forehead into the creature's skull, he heard a satisfying crunch, as the ghoul fell backward, dead.
Stonehelm took a couple more swings, offing another pair of deathly assailants, and resumed his pursuit of the other fighters. Charging through the feeble-bodied corpses, he swung around a corner to see them stooping over a fallen soldier, and lifting him from the ground. Perhaps they weren't such cowards after all. As he made his way up to them, Tilson was met by imposing quake of a familiar voice.
"I WILL BREAK YOUR BONES, LITTLE MORSELS!!!"
"An abomination?" Tilson proclaimed in disbelief, as the obese monstrosity waddled into the town. "This is one sight I had hoped I might never see again."
The knight took a defensive sparring stance, with his empty left hand behind his back, and slowly approached the wretched behemoth. As the two mages bombarded the beast with spells, more hideous ghouls scampered around the giant's feet, rushing toward the party. Tilson lept forward, striking the first of them down as they approached, hoping to keep the path clear for his new comrades continue their assault.