Legends of Caspian: Lightning War

Anastasia limped off muttering courses Caspian knew would have made his mother, Lady Joan, cringe. He drew his blade, it shined in the sunlight for a brief moment before the sun seemed to be engulfed in a mass of black sinister storm clouds. It began to rain. He and Luke retreated into the tower shivering. Forgotten Tower was very drafty and the ghastly looking cauldrons and bottles filled with bubbling or smoking liquids made them nearly wretch. Anastasia had not been lazy. Caspian peered out the door. Suddenly, a glittering white spear shot from the clouds and smashed into the ground nearby! As thunder rolled, a ball of fire rose from the forest. "That sounded close!" Luke cried! Luke joined him at the door. A little while later, Anastasia limped into the clearing.
"I called down fire from the skies and killed the soldier I did!" She laughed in a high pitched shriek. Luke and Caspian drew their swords and grabbed Anastasia. "Let go of me or I will-" "Silence!" Luke said. They both threw Anastasia into the tower and locked the metal door. Luke pocketed the key. Anastasia's high pitched shrieks were muffled. They crept into the forest drawing their blades. They came to a clearing where a group of soldiers stood. They looked battered and somewhat scorched. A few bodies lay nearby. The rain stopped. A man stepped out of the group. He wore a normal soldier's uniform, but his armor was painted with the mark of a captain.
"Surrender Caspian!" he shouted.
"No Captain Kyle," Caspian said. "If there is still life in this body, I will fight for justice!" Luke and Caspian shouted their war cry and fell on the soldiers like lightning! Stepping deftly to one side, Kyle avoided a deadly sword thrust from Caspian! He leaped backwards and seemed to melt into the side of a tree. Stepping forward, Caspian searched for him, but was forced to wheel to defend himself from three soldiers armed with swords. He slashed at one forcing him back before wheeling to deal death to an unsuspecting soldier creeping up behind him with a dagger. He spun around and blocked a stroke from both soldiers at once before leaping up onto a stump and raining blows on them. His strikes knocked one unconscious. The last one retreated as crossbow bolts zipped through the air at Caspian. Caspian fell behind the stump slashing at a arrow and ducking. A arrow landed next to his face sending shards of wood jabbing into his face. Bleeding, Caspian rose back onto the stump with his sword raised prepare to meet the next assault, a wicked looking spear man. Caspian couldn't reach him with his blade. The soldier walked forward evilly grinning in triumph.