The Sentinel saw Ha'zi scramble away and instead turned his eyes to Thoruk.
"DIE SCUM!" He exclaimed bringing his longsword down upon Thoruk's head. The dwarf had to dodge but going left would mean falling off the bridge and going right was crowded. What would he do? But then, Cardiloc charged out of no where and came crashing into the Sentinel's chest, Cardiloc saw the most exposed area was the armpits and behind the knees. There was no armour there. But the Sentinel he was fighting smashed his shield into Cardiloc's head, hitting the boy to the ground before he dealt the death blow with his sword.
Ha'zi's books were cluttered about on the floor of the bridge and in the midst of the fighting. Many of the elves had drawn their blades and began engaging the sentinels in combat. Yet, it was three elves for each Sentinel and the Sentinels were easily winning, cutting through them.
Sigeric saw an elf turn around to see him. Their eyes met for a moment before an explosion of blood blinded Sigeric. A sword cut the elf in half, vertically, sending both sides to the floor. Sigeric felt the elf's blood trickle down his forehead and past his nose.
"What the fack is goin' on, mate?" Marco exclaimed over a screech.
From Rivendell, Iver landed in front of a Sentinel and screamed. Yet the Maiar was unfazed, only the elves around them got concussed leading to easy killings. This wasn't going well...until suddenly.
A golden-haired elf ran past the concussed elves and picked up a shortsword before sliding between the feet of a Sentinel and cutting through their unprotected genitals, then sliding back up and twisting to jump on him and stab the shortsword into the visor of the Maiar, climbing and piloting the Sentinel around. The Maia twisted and turned, wailing, "DIE!" As the golden-haired elf continued to stab it through its helmet visor.
Across Rivendell, bells began to ring and shouts and calls alerted further security, more elves rushed down to support their brethren. Yet, just as they did, another two fireballs were coming down...a thunderous screech as they broke the sound barrier....
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"I suppose so. Where else could they go?" Azura asked the rhetorical question before she stared off into the sunset as the ship left the Bay of Corsairs.
((TIMESKIP))
There were some attempted mutinies. Some evacuees. And some nonsense aboard by the time they reached the island. It made little difference. They had enough crew and the ship was in good condition even though they hit a storm.
The Isle of Tol Morwen lay ahead. A tiny black rock in the middle of the sea. So insignificant and lifeless. Yet, that was precisely the reason they were here. Life. Freedom. What is life without it? And how far would Pyrus be willing to go for it?
"Alright, set anchor." Azura said to her new first mate as she kicked the gangplank down, "And you better be here before we leave. Otherwise I will find you and I will kill you along with every sorry soul who knows you, got it, Bringis?" She laughed at the man, "I'm kidding. But seriously don't try it."
"Shall we?" She walked over to Pyrus and indicated for them to disembark from the Numerramar and land on the island. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user]