Legends of Caspian: Battle at the Bridge Part 2

Lydia nodded and dived over the edge of the bridge. She sped through the water before clambering back onto the back and dashing away.
"God be with you," Caspian thought. Caspian ducked a sword swipe and ended the black fighter who wielded. it. Crossbow bolts shot over his head and embedded themselves in the planking around him as Caspian ducked. One bolt sliced a hole in his clothing. Caspian flipped over a raging sword swinger to confront a wall of pike man. He flipped back, narrowly missing the spear, killed the spearmen before the pike wall crashed into him. A pike man went down an arrow in his throat. Caspian was tripped by the dead mans pike. Arrows slammed into the pike man, each fired by an anxious, but unswerving Luke. One growling swords man leaped n Caspian, a sword swinging. Caspian rolled and the stroke intended to decapitate him missed. Caspian drew his dagger and lunged at the man, his sword having ben knocked out of his hand. He sank it's blade into the pike man's heart, and there was sound of escaping breath. The fighter fell dead. Caspian pulled his sword from it's cold hands and picked up his own. He charged into the horde like wind mill both swords, cutting slashing, and hacking a path of death into his foes. Luke's arrows were halted by a burly pike man who attack Luke. Luke threw away his bow and drawing his blade met the pike man. Both were evenly matched and the fought across the bridge, trampling the dead and fallen weaponry. David was roaring lustily as his hammer fell, each stroke bringing down a devious henchman. Luke's sword was knocked from his hands, and the pike man buried his pike into Luke's side.
"NO!" Caspian shrieked ending his combatant and dashing toward his friend heedless of the bolts and swinging, gleaming, blades. Luke rose supporting himself on his hand. His eyes glared at the pike man who advanced on him the pike raised above his head, a leering, laughing expression fixed on his face, so sure he was of his kill. Luke suddenly drew an arrow out of his quiver and stabbed it into the pike man's forehead. The man's face showed surprise and his hands gripped at the thing in his head before the went cold and he fell lifeless over the bridge. Caspian was at full speed, and couldn't have been stopped if he wanted to. He tripped headlong over the ridge's railing and fell with a splash into the rive. Luke leaped after him, and David, eyeing reluctantly the rest of the enemies, followed suit. Then there a was a loud fizzing sound of fire on a fuse, a hiss of an arrow, and the sky burst into flames.