Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170908205632/@comment-17114085-20171006194511

The Breton cavalry was nearing the burnt husks of the enemy camp's perimeter, the Knights could still see the Reachmen trying to put out the fires that had spread to the tents and the other barricades. It seemed like the horsemen would have an easy time cutting down the enemy soldiers when they ran into the camp.

However, as they were about 100 meters from the camp, Max noticed something ahead of it. It was hard to make it, it was weirdly blurry for some reason. The knights all saw similar figures ahead of them, obscured with a blurry haze. It was only when it was already too late that their vision was cleared up and they saw Reachmen soldiers in front of them, outside the camp.

The hidden Reachmen soldiers pulled on ropes and from hiding spots under the grassfield came out rows of pikes.

The Breton horses ran right into the pikes, killed many of the animals and their riders.

Max was thrown off his injured horse and rolled on the ground. He opened his eyes after he fell and was shocked to see the sky, still bright and blue.

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Kyrnil and the others felt a jolting headache as the sky suddenly changed from cloudy and pitch black to an afternoon sun.

"WHat?!" The Nord stopped in his tracks, his vision blurry and disoriented. He shook his head and blinked his eyes, adjusting them to the sunlight once more. Ahead he saw the Breton cavalry taking a grave hit and behind them, the enemy camp laid untouched. It was not on fire, just as the sky was not dark.

Kyrnil and the others heard a female chuckle inside their minds.