The scent of blood and worse than blood was thick on the air as she took the vial from Olden. She tucked it into her pouch, skin crawling from the slithering feel of the tentacle wrapped around her waist a few moments before. Olden's face contorted in pain and though he tried to speak only a whisper of air running over his teeth escaped. The scholar's face went very white and his eyes rolled into the back of his head, his body sagging to the dirt. Camilla couldn't tell if she was dead or in shock.

[b]"Myrmidia protect fools whores and orphan's,"[/b] Camilla breathed. Even as beast men and the horrifying chaos warriors poured into the mangled bloody breech where the remaining soldiers desperately tried to close their formation, other metal clad giants were whipping and beating beast men, the disgusting creatures shoving one of the power wagons towards the formation. As she watched one of the Chaos warriors conjured flame from no where, his hand engulfed in a pale blue fire which he set to the back of the wagon. The fire spread over the canvas cover as the wagon bounced and rolled into the formation. The beastmen pushed it until the last, unaware or uncaring of the lethal danger that threatened them.

Camilla picked herself up of the ground, purple after images dancing across her eyes and her ears ringing like all the bells in Miragliano were just over her shoulder. The actual moment that the powder wagon blew was lost to her mind, such was the force of it. Bits of dirt and wood and other less palatable things rained down in a slowing rain and there was nothing in the world but dust and the ringing in her ears. She stumbled forward finding Cydric on his knees. She pulled at him like a child trying to lift a boulder and after a moment he straightened. His lips moved but she couldn't quite make out the words.
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"We have to get out of here!"[/b] she shouted at Cydric who blinked in confusion. He pointed towards what she assumed was where the men had been.

[b]"We have to get out of here!"[/b] she shouted again and Cydric shook his head firmly. Speaking in slow exaggerated words she was able to read his lips.

[b]"We have to get out of here."[/b] Dammit some part of her found that funny. She nodded her head vigorously and pulled at his arm but again he shook his head and pushed her towards the remaining wagon. Understanding filled her and she scrambled for the wagon, climbing into the seat and helping Cydric up. She picked up the reigns and lashed them. The jolt nearly tore her from the seat as the horses kicked off in a spray of dirt. Only shock from the concussion had kept them from bolting and at least one of them had blood running from its ears. The wagon caromed down the road and she hauled on the reigns to take them wide of the crater, one wheel hanging precariously over the edge for a moment and then they were passed. Several beast men appeared in the trail, looking stunned but Camilla couldn't have slowed if she wanted to. She winced at the crunching sensation of the things going under the wheels as the wagon tore off down the trail at speeds which would have been suicidal even on a paved road.

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