Kace rode up beside Roland to investigate the screams from the temple and to behold the monsters running towards them. He glanced at Roland and back to the monsters. Kace knew enough of urban warfare to realize they were in a precarious position, but with the tight alleyways of the small town, the knights could mitigate the numbers of the monsters. 

“Roland, I have an idea. I’ll lead them down an alley, they should only be able to fit three or four abreast. That should prevent them from overwhelming us. I’ll take them that way,” he gestured toward an alley to this left, “you and Elric wait for me there,” he pointed to another slim passage in front of him, “I’ll lead them right into your loving arms.” Kace smirked confidently before spurring his horse forward, riding in circles in front of the charging army, yelling and waving his sword above his head. 

“Yah! Yah! Come on you ugly bastards! Come and get me!” He shouted some more to garner their full attention before galloping as fast as he could down the alley he had indicated. He raced up and down streets, occasionally glancing behind him to make sure the majority of the horde was still following him. 

After a few moments of the chase, he led the horde, which seemed entirely unwinded by their exertions, to the alley he had indicated to Roland and Elric. He had hoped the chase would exhaust them a bit, but he seemed to be mistaken. Kace dismounted his horse at the narrowest section of the passage and drew his axe from it’s loop on his saddle, hefting it along with his sword. 

He took his stance, left hand and sword forward, where it’s reach would give him an advantage. His right hand gripped his axe which was raised above his head, ready to deliver devastating blows to any that got to close, but also to hook and disarm.