Cerdic felt the energy and spirit of his body wane in the face of his impending death. He didn't have fear or anger on his visage. There was only a certain resignation that he would die, and that evil had indeed won. That there was to be no justice in this life. He closed his eyes and didn't even attempt to make a pitiful dodge as the sword arced toward his neck, only for him to be as close to surprise as Balgar looked when his blade passed harmlessly through the Sergeant. 

At first he thought that if this wasn't a joke on Balgar's part, then perhaps his blade could kill in a different fashion than a normal sword. But after a moment, he saw Balgar's eyes wide within his black iron helmet, and Cerdic acted on instinct. With an audible snarl from deep within the recesses of his throat, he gripped his fallen blade, pushed Balgar back with his powerful free arm, and with all of his considerable strength cleaved at the fiend's neck. 

The sound of Imperial steel meeting Black Iron armor was sharp and loud, but whatever had happened had worked. His sword parted the Chosen's head from his shoulders, sending the beheaded body falling limply to the floor of the Great Hall. An otherworldly stream of black smoke poured out of the severed neck, spilling out into the air with an eerie wail before dissipating in front of their eyes. 

Isolde, panting and heaving with breath, felt almost too tired to cast enough spell. The men gave a great cheer at the sight of the Chaos leader's demise, but it was short lived. The Beastman were fighting with less spirit, but most had not retreated, and the rest of the Champions of chaos continued to press forward, slicing through the soldiers with their ornate hell-forged blades. It was a cruel joke, to have such a victory that still only lead to defeat. That was, until... 

A roar so loud and piercing that it drove Beastmen and men alike to their knees through 3 feet of sheer stone came from outside, before the weight of a small mountain hit the courtyard. The Beastmen, Knights, Soldiers, and even the Champions of Chaos themselves faltered and froze as they questioned what this new menace could be. Suddenly, savage cries of fear and pain from chaos spawn outside could be heard, and the looming weight moved to and fro as if it was rending and tearing at all that came close. 
[@Austronaut]