[i][h3]The Vale[/h3][b]The Crypt,[/b] [b]Currently[/b][/I] The ancient spirit obliged the young man's command with all the force and fury expected with a soldier of this sacred ground in this realm of battle. Drawing back its fist, using the bow as a shield across its body, it struck with a tremendous hooking punch; all of its weight into the blow, pivoting on its plate and rotted fur boot. Cesar, perhaps not expecting his words to have nearly as much authority and awesome power as they did, took the full brunt of the swing to his shoulder. Pain, emptiness, then action poured out from him as his senses were called to the forefront, especially as his body turned and began to lean further and further back, the rest of the bludgeoning fist sailing just inches from his face as he dodged what only would have been a more brutal blow. Leaning so far back as he was, supported only by his legs, the sword [i]Jarlbane[/i] rest against his chest until he snapped back up with more vigor than he had somehow already displayed. The armored spirit, its ghastly face peering from behind the helm, vanished again - not seemingly aware of what a tremendous feat of skill the man displayed in not being thrown violently to the ground from such a mighty, unexpected punch; the bard might not have looked it outwardly, but inwardly he was far more sturdy than just that. [i]"Yes, yes, brother!"[/i] The body beside Bolivar cheered, raising his shield to deflect a blow from the other attacker then side stepping yet another - the point of a javelin lashing out at him. Deftly fighting, the pair seemed to have wholly preoccupied the two foes at the end of the hallway, just before the mouth of the doors and another set of steps leading downward into a dark unknown. Not alone himself Valmjr, with the aid of [i]Hela[/i], ably dueled his own enemy; his strike bouncing off the armored plate, clipping bits of the decayed hide straps from it, he could anticipate the enemy's attack. Soon the sword came, then again, the first far too close for comfort and the second well beyond the foe's reach. As it were really, this combat was as familiar as it could be - the endless sparring he had endured and seemingly endless days preparing for battle with his brothers - for both better and worse. Nothing unexpected was to come, but at the same time, his heart still held that recollection that these were his own; the honored dead, no less! What a thrill to fight such unspoken heroes, yet what pain to do so when they do not even truly recognize him or his unquestionable mission! Floundering, as Birbin was prone to do for a tiny man of great passion and kindness but little skill, he raised a single hand again and gestured by his hip with another, bringing up some sort of arcane energy from the air and ground. A familiar purple glow illuminated from the lower gesturing hand, wisping around his body and soon flew like a bolt out toward the unliving soldier of Ysgard responsible for striking the fire-heart bard. It struck with perfect accuracy, something magic oft did, but whatever was to have happened seemed to do... nothing, nothing at all. "They won't fall for tricks! Mind-magic is no good!" He hastily said, not even sure as to what that meant himself. [hider=Effects] The [i]Crypt Guardian[/i] to Cesar's left draws back a gauntlet clad fist and slams it into his shoulder, dealing 5 points of bludgeoning damage. The blow sets the bard off ease (it attempts to use its second attack to shove him prone) but fails to knock him down. The other guardian fighting Birbin's [i]Ysgardian Soldier[/i] fails to strike on either attack, just as the one contesting Valmjr again only narrowly misses its attacks. Birbin casts the mysterious purple ray again, striking his target but seeming to do absolutely nothing to it unlike the [i]Shadows[/i] which often appeared dazed, dazzled and confused. [b]Score[/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VSMMZOYKV1c]The Crypt[/url] [b]Map[/b] [i]The Crypt Entrance[/i] [b]Initiative Order[/b][list][*] Theodore (20) [*] Valmjr (18) [*] Cesar (15) [*] [i]Crypt Guardians (13)[/i] [*] [i]Birbin (8)[/i][/list] [/hider] [@Cu Chulainn], [@Gordian Nought], [@Hekazu], [@JBRam2002], [@Rig]