Fic : Siege of Erudipesar Academy - Part Two
The siege continuesÂ
Starring; Raziel, Lucina, Dante
Warning; Violence, NPC character death
We all run as fast as we can through the ruined hall, sweat rolling down our foreheads and Iâm struggling to breath in this dust filled air as we travel through the former halls and ruined rooms of the once great academy.
My eyes canât help but try take in everything as we continue running. As I look at the debris of the castle I can spot the bodies of students and staff alike slain by the siege weaponry. I also see what I can only assume was the vanguard of the Janjuen forces, also dead and scattered. âGoodâ, I think to myself. âAt least it isnât a completely one sided blood bath.
I look at my companions for now to see how theyâre faring, realising while I was focusing on  what was around me and on myself, I had never spared a thought to the people closest to me at the moment and what they were thinking.
Dante is actually smiling, but it's a nervous smile. I see his thumb unseal and reseal his shortsword from its scabbard repeatedly as he runs. Heâs waiting, practically itching for a chance to cut something or someone down, if only to make himself feel safer.
Coming from a line of soldiers he always had a great passion and thirst for battle, it's what made him a great sparring partner and an even greater man to have at your side during a scrap.
Lucina isâŚ.well honestly I could never read Lucina at times like this. In times of danger or action, itâs like she shuts off part of her brain, becoming this focused force, aiming purely on one goal. Itâs kind of scary really, behind that sweet smile is a women that could quite easily bring the strongest warrior or mage to their knees.
At this point the goal is survival, I can see her using her telepathy magic to have her tome float next to her, ready to fire off a spell at a moment's notice.
We continue our way through the castle as quickly as we can. as we turn a corner we catch a small unit of soldiers coming straight at us from down the hallway.
ââComing through gents!â I hear Dante howl as he breaks into a full on sprint, drawing his sword completely as he charges his opponents, eyes aflame with excitement.
Lucina is right behind him, her tome floating and open as she recites an incantation, her eyes now turning a luminous white as the spell grows in power.
Not one to be left out the chaos, I frantically reach into my satchel and pull out a wind crystal. I kiss it for good luck, Â throw it behind me, draw my sword and mutter one spell
âVidisâ.
The crystal reacts to my magic and words, propelling me with a gust of wind, sending me flying ahead of my friends. I use the momentum to my advantage, aiming my sword for the centre troops chest as a soar past them.
I land my mark, not only running him through, but taking him down to the other end of the corridor with me. The sudden stop as I impale the soldier has left my arms shaking and a steady pain growing through my right shoulder. Luckily not my sword hand, but still an inconvenience.
I quickly remove my sword from the man and turn to help, but find that Iâm not needed. Dante practically dances between the young soldiers, cutting them down one by one. It would be almost beautiful if it wasnât so bloody, or if he wasnât laughing so maniacally.
Lucina is right behind him, acting as support, her wind magic has covered Dante in some sort of shield, diverting any strikes that come near him and adding more speed to his own.
We donât even wait for anyone else to arrive, the moment the three of us reunite we simply nod at each other, and continued heading towards the grand hall.
