Caspian gaze pierced through the mist, and what he saw froze him in hideous terror! A ship. No it was to big to be a ship.
It was a Behemoth.
It was the Vindication.
Screams rang out as oars rose and fell, propelling the far away but coming quickly Vindication forward with a tremendous speed. Red and black archer's stood ready on not two but three raised platforms! There was a trumpet blast. The archers rose their bows and fired a hail of death into the sky. Luke desperately brought an arrow to the string and fired. It whizzed through the arrow storm and struck on archer, who tumbled overboard with a scream. One down, ninety nine to go. Caspian leaped through the air and caught Lydia's body in her hands, they plunged underneath he surface of the water, as three more bubbling darts pierced it with them. David, Luke, and John were safe. Arrows shot through the water around them, before cracking, or flipping and rising slowly to the surface. Caspian quickly strove to reach the surface, and he finally found it. He cast Lydia onto dry ground. She gasped for breath and coughed up water. Caspian bent over her worriedly. He pushed her stomach and a spurt of greenish water burst from her mouth.
"You saved my life," she choked as her brother, Luke, and John came out of the water,
"Back to the hut!" John ordered quickly, but it was to late. John's men were pouring out, grasping their weapons. They all raced down to odd shaped boats on the lake's surface.
"To the clipper!" Tage called, racing out of the hut. Caspian draped Lydia over his shoulder and they all turned and dashed for the clipper. Caspian leaped on as Master Tage ducked through a door into the pilot's shed.
"To the armory!" John called. He plunged through a trap door and came up as the Clipper pulled away from the sandbar. He threw down an assortment of javelins and darts.
"This is going to be a tight squeeze, but we'll try to make it out of here alive," he said. Luke raced over to a large crossbow contraption on the nerve.
"It's about to get a little fiery," he called. Caspian carefully set the panting Lydia onto a barrel and turned. He saw the hordes of thieves trying to escape on their boats. They weren't' making it. A boat drifted past them. It was riddled with arrows and two men lay dead, covered with shafts. Lydia let out a choking cry and Caspian turned her away from it. He held her and whispered, "I'm not going to let them take you."
Thursday, December 20, 2018
Tuesday, December 11, 2018
Legends of Caspian: The Vindication
Spray flew off the bow of the ship as the clipper sped through the water with the ease of a fish. Master Tage was at the helm, if you could call it that. A strange assortment of rope, knobs, wheels, and other things had met Caspian's eyes when he saw it. Master Tage explained that he could pilot the whole ship from that one spot. Caspian watched as the lake where Master Tage lived came into sight. Then he saw something that made him stand up and look hard at that direction of the hut.
Smoke.
Caspian drew his sword, causing Luke to look up. Seeing the smoke he set two arrows to the string. Lydia drew her long curved knife, and David reached for his huge war hammer. When the clipper nosed up next to the port Master Tage had built, David leaped out and watched as Caspian tied it. Then Lydia, Caspian, David, and Luke advanced cautiously toward the hut. The door was leaning, slightly ajar. The smoke was gone, but the remains of a large bonfire was nearby. Caspian lifted up his foot and smashed the door down, Thundering a war cry, he crashed into the hut as men, dressed in dark green, looked up in surprise! Arrows came his way, and swords flashed from their sheaths, suddenly, Caspian was surrounded by men. Now he recognized them. They were the outlaws of the forest.
"Why looky 'ere cap'n," a leering outlaw said. "It's the prince! I say we kill 'em now!"
"Nah, burn him alive for what his father did to us," another said waving a torch.
"No killing or burning unless I say so!" another man thundered walking out. He was dressed in dark green, a bow was slung over his shoulder, and a sword hung loosely at his waist.
"Yes John," the outlaws wilted away from him.
"Sir John!"
"Yes Sir John!"
"What do you want with us?" David spoke up swinging his trusty war hammer up and down. "Hurt the girl and you lose your life!"
"The girl will not be harmed," Sir John said. "I am a true knight, but I was outlawed by Lord Gelon for thwarting his plans. In fact, none of you will be harmed. I have heard much of prince Caspian, he will be a good fighter for us."
"I will never become an outlaw!" Caspian spoke up.
"Look around you lad. You are an outlaw, but we have bigger problems." John led them to the end of the port and pointed with his hands as a massive shape broke through the mist.
"Behold the Vindication!"
Smoke.
Caspian drew his sword, causing Luke to look up. Seeing the smoke he set two arrows to the string. Lydia drew her long curved knife, and David reached for his huge war hammer. When the clipper nosed up next to the port Master Tage had built, David leaped out and watched as Caspian tied it. Then Lydia, Caspian, David, and Luke advanced cautiously toward the hut. The door was leaning, slightly ajar. The smoke was gone, but the remains of a large bonfire was nearby. Caspian lifted up his foot and smashed the door down, Thundering a war cry, he crashed into the hut as men, dressed in dark green, looked up in surprise! Arrows came his way, and swords flashed from their sheaths, suddenly, Caspian was surrounded by men. Now he recognized them. They were the outlaws of the forest.
"Why looky 'ere cap'n," a leering outlaw said. "It's the prince! I say we kill 'em now!"
"Nah, burn him alive for what his father did to us," another said waving a torch.
"No killing or burning unless I say so!" another man thundered walking out. He was dressed in dark green, a bow was slung over his shoulder, and a sword hung loosely at his waist.
"Yes John," the outlaws wilted away from him.
"Sir John!"
"Yes Sir John!"
"What do you want with us?" David spoke up swinging his trusty war hammer up and down. "Hurt the girl and you lose your life!"
"The girl will not be harmed," Sir John said. "I am a true knight, but I was outlawed by Lord Gelon for thwarting his plans. In fact, none of you will be harmed. I have heard much of prince Caspian, he will be a good fighter for us."
"I will never become an outlaw!" Caspian spoke up.
"Look around you lad. You are an outlaw, but we have bigger problems." John led them to the end of the port and pointed with his hands as a massive shape broke through the mist.
"Behold the Vindication!"
Tuesday, October 16, 2018
Legends of Caspian: The Clipper
Caspian floundered in the black swirling water. The bridge was gone, shattered into a thousand drops of a fiery shower, scorching Caspian and lighting his hair on fire. Caspian was suddenly plunged into the water, squelching the flame burning his hair. He tried to swim up, but he was caught in a current! He shot away, underneath the bridges wreckage. He tried to resist his brain shrieking at him like a tea kettle to breath, breath! In a few seconds he would have to breath, be it water or air. He desperately surged towards the surface, but suddenly a black, rounded shape was over him. Caspian gasped, no longer able to hold it in. Water rushed into him and he went limp, unable to move. Before everything went black he heard a splashing noise. The angels coming for me, he thought deliriously and the blackness enveloped him.
There was pain, searing unbearable pain. Something was hitting him on the back. Caspian wretched and vomited up his lunch and a bucketful of water. His eyes opened and he saw rough crude faces looking at him. The only thing he could remember was "angels coming for me". He looked around confused.
Caspian!
It was a voice, frantic and desperate. It was the most beautiful Caspian had ever heard. A woman's face, beautiful and worried, came into his hazed vision. Then a rougher more familiar voice.
He's awake!
And then he was gone, blackness enveloping him.
"It was your fault!"
"My fault!?! Look you little impudent young rip! You were the one manning the helm!"
"Only because you told me to without telling me how to Couldn't you have settled for a normal wheel instead of all these handles and whatchamacallits?"
"Handles! Whatchamacallits!"
Caspian opened his eyes to see Master Tage practically bursting with righteous anger over Luke's description of his steering system.
"Yeah! If you had just used a normal helm like my grandpa's fishing boat I wouldn't have sailed on top of him and Caspian wouldn't be dead!"
"I'm dead?" Caspian asked sitting up.
"Caspian!" Everyone in the room went off at once. Caspian sat up coughing as Lydia squeezed his wrist.
"His pulse is normal again!" she cried with joy. Caspian looked at her. He realized she must have been the woman he had seen and the angel he had kept on thinking was overtop of him while he lay in the bed he was in.
"What happened?" he asked dazed.
"Lydia and me brought the Clipper, a yacht I built, to the bridge to rescue you," Master Tage explained. "Then this impudent rebellious rip here-"
Luke said hastily, "Me and David weren't caught in the current and Master Tage pulled us onto the Clipper. I offered to steer since I had once steered my grandpa's fishing boat. But Tage-"
"MASTER TAGE!" Tage roared.
"-had this fancy steering system. I accidentally maneuvered the boat on top of you."
"David jumped in to pull you out of the water before you died," Tage explained.
"It was nothing," David said. "Lydia was the real hero. She dressed that sword wound you got and did all sorts of stuff to you. She never left your side. She's to thank that your back in the land of the living."
Caspian looked at Lydia and smiled. She smiled back and blushed as the others cheered.
There was pain, searing unbearable pain. Something was hitting him on the back. Caspian wretched and vomited up his lunch and a bucketful of water. His eyes opened and he saw rough crude faces looking at him. The only thing he could remember was "angels coming for me". He looked around confused.
Caspian!
It was a voice, frantic and desperate. It was the most beautiful Caspian had ever heard. A woman's face, beautiful and worried, came into his hazed vision. Then a rougher more familiar voice.
He's awake!
And then he was gone, blackness enveloping him.
"It was your fault!"
"My fault!?! Look you little impudent young rip! You were the one manning the helm!"
"Only because you told me to without telling me how to Couldn't you have settled for a normal wheel instead of all these handles and whatchamacallits?"
"Handles! Whatchamacallits!"
Caspian opened his eyes to see Master Tage practically bursting with righteous anger over Luke's description of his steering system.
"Yeah! If you had just used a normal helm like my grandpa's fishing boat I wouldn't have sailed on top of him and Caspian wouldn't be dead!"
"I'm dead?" Caspian asked sitting up.
"Caspian!" Everyone in the room went off at once. Caspian sat up coughing as Lydia squeezed his wrist.
"His pulse is normal again!" she cried with joy. Caspian looked at her. He realized she must have been the woman he had seen and the angel he had kept on thinking was overtop of him while he lay in the bed he was in.
"What happened?" he asked dazed.
"Lydia and me brought the Clipper, a yacht I built, to the bridge to rescue you," Master Tage explained. "Then this impudent rebellious rip here-"
Luke said hastily, "Me and David weren't caught in the current and Master Tage pulled us onto the Clipper. I offered to steer since I had once steered my grandpa's fishing boat. But Tage-"
"MASTER TAGE!" Tage roared.
"-had this fancy steering system. I accidentally maneuvered the boat on top of you."
"David jumped in to pull you out of the water before you died," Tage explained.
"It was nothing," David said. "Lydia was the real hero. She dressed that sword wound you got and did all sorts of stuff to you. She never left your side. She's to thank that your back in the land of the living."
Caspian looked at Lydia and smiled. She smiled back and blushed as the others cheered.
Tuesday, October 9, 2018
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.
"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.
Tuesday, October 2, 2018
Legends of Caspian: Battle at the Bridge Part 1
Caspian sliced a branch in front of him in two as he threaded his way through the thick undergrowth. Behind him was Lydia, David, and Luke taking up the rear with an arrow on the string. Suddenly there was a snapping sound a muffled curse from behind them. Lydia's eyes widened and she drew a long knife from her side.
"There still on us," David whispered. His huge battle hammer was strapped over his back, and he looked ready to use it.
"Were almost to the bridge," Caspian whispered back. "Once were there we can use the firepowder to blow it up."
"Umm... the firepowder in my sack?" Luke said his eyes wide.
"Yeah," Caspian started, "Don't tell me..."
"I left it at Forgotten Tower," Luke finished.
"I told you not to tell me," Caspian hissed. His stride quickened and he viciously slashed at the walls of plants in front of him. Suddenly there was a tawng, followed by another twang, and an arrow suddenly sped past him. Caspian whipped around and tore his sword from his side. Luke appeared next to him.
"Got him," he whispered with a grin. He patted his longbow. Caspian ripped through the undergrowth and suddenly burst into the sunlight blinking. In front of him was a large wooden bridge. The four warriors quickly crossed to it nd then turned to make their stand. Blackfighters poured out of the forest and shot arrow after arrow at them. Caspian snapped the ones coming toward him with his sword, while Luke's red and green fletched arrows whizzed forward and everyone of them planted themselves squarely in the chest of an enemy archer. Then the Blackfighters swept towards them! A row of pikes stamped forward with a deathly tramp, tramp, tramp! Luke shot arrows into it. Several fell, but not enough. Then the pikes were upon them. Caspian deftly dodged a pike thrust and stabbed his adversary through the heart. Lydia was beside him, with her long bladed knife dealing out death as it slashed it's way through the wall of pikes. Caspian knew they needed the firepowder, but the only person close to him was Lydia. He couldn't send her unprotected! Yet he had no choice.
"Lydia!" he yelled, "Do you know were Master Tage lives?" Caspian cut a murderous pike in half.
"Yes," Lydia called back as she whipped her knife horizontally, wounding a pike man's throat. She spun and ended a swordsman, who had snuck up behind her.
"Dog," Caspian thought. Sneaking up on the back of a woman! Suddenly Lydia planter her foot solidly next to him and slashed out at the pike man's unprotected middles. "What do you need?" she yelled.
"Firepowder!" Caspian shouted leaping forward and running a black fighter through. He spun and hit another black fighters breastplate. Sparks leapt off it and the black fighter plummeted over the side of the bridge.
"There still on us," David whispered. His huge battle hammer was strapped over his back, and he looked ready to use it.
"Were almost to the bridge," Caspian whispered back. "Once were there we can use the firepowder to blow it up."
"Umm... the firepowder in my sack?" Luke said his eyes wide.
"Yeah," Caspian started, "Don't tell me..."
"I left it at Forgotten Tower," Luke finished.
"I told you not to tell me," Caspian hissed. His stride quickened and he viciously slashed at the walls of plants in front of him. Suddenly there was a tawng, followed by another twang, and an arrow suddenly sped past him. Caspian whipped around and tore his sword from his side. Luke appeared next to him.
"Got him," he whispered with a grin. He patted his longbow. Caspian ripped through the undergrowth and suddenly burst into the sunlight blinking. In front of him was a large wooden bridge. The four warriors quickly crossed to it nd then turned to make their stand. Blackfighters poured out of the forest and shot arrow after arrow at them. Caspian snapped the ones coming toward him with his sword, while Luke's red and green fletched arrows whizzed forward and everyone of them planted themselves squarely in the chest of an enemy archer. Then the Blackfighters swept towards them! A row of pikes stamped forward with a deathly tramp, tramp, tramp! Luke shot arrows into it. Several fell, but not enough. Then the pikes were upon them. Caspian deftly dodged a pike thrust and stabbed his adversary through the heart. Lydia was beside him, with her long bladed knife dealing out death as it slashed it's way through the wall of pikes. Caspian knew they needed the firepowder, but the only person close to him was Lydia. He couldn't send her unprotected! Yet he had no choice.
"Lydia!" he yelled, "Do you know were Master Tage lives?" Caspian cut a murderous pike in half.
"Yes," Lydia called back as she whipped her knife horizontally, wounding a pike man's throat. She spun and ended a swordsman, who had snuck up behind her.
"Dog," Caspian thought. Sneaking up on the back of a woman! Suddenly Lydia planter her foot solidly next to him and slashed out at the pike man's unprotected middles. "What do you need?" she yelled.
"Firepowder!" Caspian shouted leaping forward and running a black fighter through. He spun and hit another black fighters breastplate. Sparks leapt off it and the black fighter plummeted over the side of the bridge.
Tuesday, September 25, 2018
Legends of Caspian: Blades From the Past
Caspian swung his sword viciously at Kyle, but Kyle proved to be a much better swordsman then Caspian. Caspian felt the blade plunge into his arm, and another time it grazed his forehead. Caspian stumbled backwards to take in a breath, and then launched himself forward again! He parried his blade with Kyles and the jumped past him. Black fighters suddenly filled the gap in between him and Kyle. An arrow shot over his head and collided with Kyle's breastplate. Kyle fell to the floor stunned, but not dead. Caspian shot his blade through several enemies before suddenly an almost supernatural shriek rent the air! Everyone fell silent and looked around themselves warily. Then Maximillian fell from the ceiling both his blades drawn. The Blackfighters wilted before him and stumbled out of the cell. Maximillian motioned for Caspian and Luke to follow him. The clambered through the trapdoor and dashed down the corridor, carefully avoiding the traps. They burst into the sunlight and arrows whizzed around them before they reached the relative safety of a copse of trees.
"Gahh, my arm," Caspian moaned clutching it. Luke tore his shirt to shreds and bound the injury. Luke himself was bruised in several places, but was not injured seriously. Maximillian watched carefully, crouched on all fours.
"Good you are people fixing," he said impressed. He sheathed his twin sabers. Caspian did the same with his broadsword.
"We were fools," he said bitterly. "No one can take that tower."
"Take it we will," Maximillian said. He scampered about on all fours before shimmying up a tree to peer at the tower. "Coming they are."
"Caspian! What happened to your arm!?" Lydia and David suddenly emerged from the undergrowth. They explained that they had followed them from Forgotten Tower. Lydia carefully unwrapped Luke's hasty bandages and applied a poultice to it from her satchel. The pain instantly began to recede.
"Thank you," Caspian said looking at her eyes. Lydia blushed and packed her satchel togethor. Maximillian chuckled and then darted away, still on all fours like a spider.
"Go we must if Caspian's two arms he wants to keeps."
"Gahh, my arm," Caspian moaned clutching it. Luke tore his shirt to shreds and bound the injury. Luke himself was bruised in several places, but was not injured seriously. Maximillian watched carefully, crouched on all fours.
"Good you are people fixing," he said impressed. He sheathed his twin sabers. Caspian did the same with his broadsword.
"We were fools," he said bitterly. "No one can take that tower."
"Take it we will," Maximillian said. He scampered about on all fours before shimmying up a tree to peer at the tower. "Coming they are."
"Caspian! What happened to your arm!?" Lydia and David suddenly emerged from the undergrowth. They explained that they had followed them from Forgotten Tower. Lydia carefully unwrapped Luke's hasty bandages and applied a poultice to it from her satchel. The pain instantly began to recede.
"Thank you," Caspian said looking at her eyes. Lydia blushed and packed her satchel togethor. Maximillian chuckled and then darted away, still on all fours like a spider.
"Go we must if Caspian's two arms he wants to keeps."
Wednesday, August 29, 2018
Legends of Caspian: An Ancient Warrior
"Who are you?" Caspian said drawing his sword.
"Maximilian I am," the small man said. He crouched on all fours like a spider almost. His head was bald, except for a gray ring of hair surrounding the edges, which stuck in every which way. He didn't wear a tunic, but a strange suit of mail that seemed to cling to his body. It was ragged and looked like it wouldn't offer much protection. On his back were two sheaths strapped in an X shape. In them were two curved blades, such like Caspian had never seen.
"Why are you here?" Luke hissed an arrow on his string.
"Gelon's sword master I was," Maximilian said. "You I recognize." The last to Caspian.
"What do you men you were Gelon's sword master?"
Maximilian closed his eyes as if remembering something from long ago.
"Trained him I did, for he was young. Lion of heart crusade go on. Him and me follow. Usurper's men corrupted Gelon, returned he did. Usurpers lord he be now. His son you be."
"Yes, but how did you know?" Caspian started.
"No time," Maximilian hissed, "Win your spurs." Maximilian vanished like mist in the morning.
"Wha..." Luke said, suddenly a black cloaked man leaped from the shadows with a cry like death! In his hand was a crooked dagger! Twang! An arrow hissed through the air and planted itself in the man's heart. Luke had another two more arrows on the string. Three more men jumped out followed by a black knight! It was Kyle, in oth hands he clutched a long blade with an emerald on the hilt. His helm, which covered his whole face, shone like silver and his black robe marked him for who he was. Evil. Twang! Two more men fell each with an arrow in their heart. Caspian struck the other with his sword, but the warrior parried with his own blade. Caspian feinted left, and the black fighter bought it. Caspian swung his word around and crashed it into the fighter's middle. He fell dead. Caspian whirled just in time to halt a sweeping stroke from Kyle that would have cleaved his head. Luke was firing arrows like mad into a growing swarm of black fighters. The pile of dead bodies also was growing. Caspian ducked another stroke and tried to bring his blade into play, but Kyle was ready. He pressed forward trapping Caspian against a row of black bars, Kyle laughed and swung his blade at Caspian! Caspian fell to his knees and ducked! Kyles blade crashed through the bars cleaving them in two! Caspian dived into Kyle's legs, but Kyle whipped around. Caspian thrust at him, and Kyle swung his sword attempting to pin Caspian to the wall by stabbing him through the heart, but Caspian again twisted causing the blade to bury itself into the stone wall spraying bits of stone in Caspian's face. Suddenly blackfighters poured into the room separating Luke and Caspian! They were doomed.
"Maximilian I am," the small man said. He crouched on all fours like a spider almost. His head was bald, except for a gray ring of hair surrounding the edges, which stuck in every which way. He didn't wear a tunic, but a strange suit of mail that seemed to cling to his body. It was ragged and looked like it wouldn't offer much protection. On his back were two sheaths strapped in an X shape. In them were two curved blades, such like Caspian had never seen.
"Why are you here?" Luke hissed an arrow on his string.
"Gelon's sword master I was," Maximilian said. "You I recognize." The last to Caspian.
"What do you men you were Gelon's sword master?"
Maximilian closed his eyes as if remembering something from long ago.
"Trained him I did, for he was young. Lion of heart crusade go on. Him and me follow. Usurper's men corrupted Gelon, returned he did. Usurpers lord he be now. His son you be."
"Yes, but how did you know?" Caspian started.
"No time," Maximilian hissed, "Win your spurs." Maximilian vanished like mist in the morning.
"Wha..." Luke said, suddenly a black cloaked man leaped from the shadows with a cry like death! In his hand was a crooked dagger! Twang! An arrow hissed through the air and planted itself in the man's heart. Luke had another two more arrows on the string. Three more men jumped out followed by a black knight! It was Kyle, in oth hands he clutched a long blade with an emerald on the hilt. His helm, which covered his whole face, shone like silver and his black robe marked him for who he was. Evil. Twang! Two more men fell each with an arrow in their heart. Caspian struck the other with his sword, but the warrior parried with his own blade. Caspian feinted left, and the black fighter bought it. Caspian swung his word around and crashed it into the fighter's middle. He fell dead. Caspian whirled just in time to halt a sweeping stroke from Kyle that would have cleaved his head. Luke was firing arrows like mad into a growing swarm of black fighters. The pile of dead bodies also was growing. Caspian ducked another stroke and tried to bring his blade into play, but Kyle was ready. He pressed forward trapping Caspian against a row of black bars, Kyle laughed and swung his blade at Caspian! Caspian fell to his knees and ducked! Kyles blade crashed through the bars cleaving them in two! Caspian dived into Kyle's legs, but Kyle whipped around. Caspian thrust at him, and Kyle swung his sword attempting to pin Caspian to the wall by stabbing him through the heart, but Caspian again twisted causing the blade to bury itself into the stone wall spraying bits of stone in Caspian's face. Suddenly blackfighters poured into the room separating Luke and Caspian! They were doomed.
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