[h3][color=Silver]Marwood[/color][/h3]
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Marwood drew back the lance flicking the blood from the end of it as he turned from his spot on Fiona's back he remembered a small girl from the other side, muttering. [color=Silver]"That girl... No... A Manakete!"[/color] Marwood's eyes were wide, they were legends heroes of old that were larger than life. They were at the sides of great kings and heroes, one here... To Marwood it only meant one thing. This wasn't just some war... This was going to be something people would talk about if they survived it. 

Marwood wasn't afraid they wouldn't escape any longer, they had more allies and a Manakete at their sides if anything Marwood was more excited than ever. He felt like a proper knight in a story, turning back he spotted Viridia lagging behind wearing a mile-wide grin now. [color=Silver]"Can't let our new Manakete friend have all the fun!"[/color] He added, hooking his lance to the saddle as he drew his sword. [color=Silver]"Fiona and I will give them a scare and head for the guy with an axe, you go after that soldier... After that, we get the other and make a break for it."[/color] He added trying to reassure the new soldier.

It was a short charge out from the narrow street's but Fiona in a dead sprint with Marwood ready to strike was as scary as it could get. [color=Silver][b]"We give no quarter if you flee you may live! Those that surrender or try to fight... Face oblivion at the hands of our friend over there!"[/b][/color] He yelled, clearly as rode out a sword in one hand, moving as the crow flies right towards the man with the axe. Marwood knew they didn't have the number or if the manakete could stay in that form for long but he knew how to use fear as a weapon, the undead had taught him that much in his years of service.