Leo stood there, open mouthed. "You... You're ... We're..?" A huge grin broke out across his face before he hugged Crim, lifting her off the ground.
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Leo raised his arm and cast a ball of energy towards the trio, hoping it struck at least one of them.
Leo blocked, ducked and dodged with ease. He parried the thrust of one sword and caught the vampires other arm, headbutting her before rolling backwards and raising his blade.
Leo burst into the room, his sword and armor covered in blood, his cloak in tatters. "Time to die, hellbitch." he said as he removed his helmet and cast it to the ground.
Leo rode into the keep, hopped off his horse and began making his way to where Crim was, cutting down Ironbane's as he went.
Leo raised his hand and shot a ward around the children, which also erupted in flames on the outside, so no one could touch it. He spurred his horse forward again and continued on to the keep.
Leo rode over to Crim and helped her onto his horse. "We ride for the keep." He spurred his horse forward and galloped, winding through the streets, and beheading a few soldiers as he went.
Leo felt no need in prolonging the battle. He drew his sword, raised it above his head and screamed, "Goldenblades! People of Ritland! End this slaughter! CHARGE!" he pointed his blade towards the city and spurred his horse forward at full gallop, cutting down Ironbanes as he went. The vampire was his goal and so to the keep he rode.
Leo looked at the burning city. There was no stopping the Goldenblade victory now. The gates were crumbled ash, no need for a ram. Leo rode in circles, his purple cloak, billowing about him. He listened to the glorious sounds of burning Ironbanes, and those who tried to flee, getting cut down by the surrounding army.
Leo went back to his tent and suited up. He put on his cuirass, his greaves, and his gauntles before picking up his helmet, which was in the shape of a wolfs head with dragons wings. He strapped his sword on and walked outside, waiting for the sun to go down.
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