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[i]Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit...[/i] was the consistent mantra running through Zell's mind when the skeletons ascended the wall.

He lunged into a push kick, slamming his foot into the face of the first skeleton that appeared near him, sending it falling back down to the bottom of the wall.  The second skelly felt the wild, panicked swing of Zell's longsword as it was halfway over the battlements, and it too was sent back where it came from.  Shortly after that, he was forced to engage properly.

The skeletons were basic as hell.  No real stance - no guard of the lady, no boar, no water stance, no nothing.  They swung without proper use of their torso, hips and footwork to create power.  They cared nothing for head movement or defense.  Their swords were solidly made but maltreated.  Zell noticed all of this as he parried and counter-killed his first two opponents.  Amidst the constant [i]'holy hit!'[/i] he realised that he understood swordplay and weapons as if he'd been trained from bloody birth!  It was crazy.  He'd never even thought about any of this before, but it was right there in his mind, so clear, so second-nature.

"Poor distancing," Zell muttered as a skeleton lunged at him.  He merely stepped back and to the right, before thrusting forward, the tip of his sword peircing under the chin of the enemy.  With a flick of his wrist, he decapitated the skeleton.

He suddenly met eyes with MacKensie, but was shocked to see her take aim at... him?  [i]She can't be for real,[/i] he thought, wide eyed.  [i]Jesus Christ, how mad did I make her!?[/i]

She fired.  Zell was frozen.  He felt the wind of the bolt breeze his face.  With a gasp, he looked over his shoulder to see the skeleton right behind him - one he'd not realised was even there - drop dead.  She'd saved him.  With a grin he looked back at her.  "Ppreciate it," he called out.

"This doesn't mean I like you."

Just her presence alone was keeping him on a level, if only for the fact that he couldn't crumble and cower in front a pretty woman.  He had to play it off like he didn't care - pretend to be a badass.  But now [i]she[/i] was talking trash in the middle of the battle?

No one out-did Zell when it came to trash talking on the football field.  He wouldn't let it happen on a battlefield either.  "Ha!  You like me.  Admit it."

As she ran toward him, leading a chasing skeleton his way, he ran forward and with a hop-skip-jump.  They crossed paths in mid air, Zell superman-punching his sword right through the chasing enemy.  More followed and backed up with a parry and a slash.  As he cleared the immediate danger zone in front of him, he fell back-to-back with MacKensie, regarding her over his shoulder as she commented on her powers.    Seeing skeletons were closer on her side than on his, he pushed one shoulder-blade into hers to rotate them both around while staying back-to-back.

"Something incredible alright," he shot back as he blocked two strikes and ended another skeleton with a thrust.  "I feel like I'm in a damn video-game."

He saw down at the gate, that the real fight was with the ogres and they might need help down there.  But there were too many skellies on the wall to get to the ladder and he was currently pinned down, his attention demanded by the flow of swords swinging in to take his life.

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"Hey, you ugly motherfucker! Come and get me! Cucksucker! Stupid moron! Fuking swine! Rotting hog! Dungloving shithead! Fuckwhit i-"
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Zell spotted James and laughed as he fought off another boney brute in front of him.  Looks like he'd have even more competition for the trash-talking challenge.

"I need to get down there and help," he told MacKensie behind him as they rotated again where she could now see the problems being created by the ogres and the skeleton captain.  He caught an enemy blade on his swords cross-hilt, grabbed the skeleton by the wrist and snapped it before kicking it off the wall.  He was a pretty strong athlete, but he felt decidedly stronger in this world.  "I'm gonna do something really fucking stupid.  Cover me, kay."