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Another one was picked off due to Ra'Kusil's arrow, which flew right past the dozen black clad knights who menacingly marched towards the group. Their slow pace suddenly turned into a light jog as they clutched their weapons.

They were intending to storm the guardtower, with every Undead in front of them being the target. Sebastien, Richard, and hopefully the other Undead had already backtracked and had exited the small building atop the wall, who were out of sight for the clergymen spellcasters.

"Here they come! Fight them with all thy strength once they pass through! We must take down a good number of them before the clergymen spot us again and start casting their spells!" Richard said, having already unhanded his longsword and shield.

Sebastien stood as well beside the knight, clutching his greatsword with two hands. The wide flat blade could be used to block any attacks from afar or close by.

The knights would storm the small guardtower, of which there were so many already atop the wall, and kill anyone who lollygagged.

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Lyre and her companions trudged through the sewers, following the gentle ripples of the water that Aerzed had left in his wake, as well as a few of the pikes that were stuck in the rocks of the walls which had probably been set off by Aerzed.

Josephine stuck close to the others, and Abello lagged behind, clearly not in a great shape as a pike had struck his sword arm, cauding him to hold his longsword in his offhand. He waa of little use in a fight for the time being, and had trouble continuing. Nonetheless, he followed.