[color=green]"One, this Glith is only after me. I've half a mind to walk right up to him and politely request a quick death if I thought it would keep a thousand more from dyin' or worse. Hells, if he knows I'm not in the town, he might just let everyone else be."[/color]

Keystone felt a wave of denial flood his mind as that thought crossed his mind and was picked up by Kaylee.

[color=green]He continued, "Two, your presence in my head makes me weaker. I can't do what needs being done while you're sharing rooms with my logic-box. Same time, your presence makes Big & Fugly stronger. Lots stronger." [/color]

When the thought of making Glith stronger passed, a set of images depicting the sword and its glowing inscription floated by Keystone, with no Glith holding it. The inscription glowed bright when the sword was depicted up close, and faint when the sword was far away. Several more images of the sword flashed by, slicing with inhuman speed when the inscription was bright, and swinging slow and cumbersome, its inscription faint. The latter images kept getting broken up by thoughts of fear or images of a cage with bars, before the entity gave up and retreated.

The call to help the monk fight did inspire a wave of happiness in Keystone's mind, as brief as it was. Determination, not his own, flooded his mind for the next few seconds, and the monk could feel his limbs becoming very light, almost weightless and easy to move as it did. Keystone also saw the image of a brick wall in his mind, a small ball of light on one side, a large two handed sword on the other. 
This scene kept repeating in his mind until he voiced his intent to rest. Just as before, his mind was clear, the spirit not present.

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UzuWQGwO644]Theme Music[/url]

With a dull thud, Glith smacked the last guard to the ground for his undead servants to eat. He inspected the hilt of the sword, smiling with an unseen mouth as the inscription on it glowed ever so faintly. On the hillock he could see into the town, as it was made ready for the assault. That always amused the ancient knight. Human, elves, orcs, any creatures that had some form of civilization, always assumed their walls would keep out most of the intrusion. Glith chuckled at the irony of that statement, even more amused by how ineffective those walls would prove to be today.

His empty eye sockets stared at the sun in its zenith, unwavering under the light that could blind any other creature. Even though he couldn't feel anything, the knight jumped out of the way when he felt a disturbance in the air around him. A split second later, the crackle of a lighting bolt passed the exact place where he stood and slammed into a tree, shattering the thick stem and setting it on fire. Glith rose to his feet and let out a hearty laugh as he saw the wizards on the town walls.

"Very well," he chuckled, turning away from the city. The few mummies, zombies and skeletons that had accompanied the large knight onto the hillock charged out of the forest and towards the town. Glith scowled, his skull twisting in an unnatural shape, as he heard the first sounds of battle. He sheathed his sword and entered the low mining tunnel, having to bend over in two just to be able to walk.

On the fields east of Telflamm, a great battle had begun, arrows, spells and stones raining down on the many undead that were shambling and charging towards the walls. Red Wizards and the city guard worked together in a long-unseen display of power, destroying many of the undead before they even managed to cross half the field.

"Conserve your strength! They will attack with the bulk of the force at nightfall!" yelled Raa, walking among the troops as the newly promoted second-in-command, peering into the horde on the field and occasionally crushing the heads of any undead that managed to get up on the wall.