Kaptain Urgus grabs his pistol and guns down a skeleton.
The rangers behind him back him up and take care of the last pikeman.
The heavy melee turns slightly more interesting, in that one of the Draugr lose interest and moves in to hack at the Mammoth.
As expected, his axe only leaves a dent in the siege-sleigh's armor.
Ken gets tired of falling and swings at the Stalker, who easily parries.
"Stop right there!" Kaptain Urgus commands, pointing his pistol at the force of strangers. "Who are you lot, friend or foe?"
Urgus stands with his pistol trainned on their winged leader, letting them decide on a reponse as the rangers behind move closer.
The faction's hero tries another feat of teleportation, this time finally resulting in success. Urgus fired a shot in as they withdrew, but he might as well be shooting smoke. "Damn..."
"Fuck up those fuckboys, Mr. Skeltal demands it!"
Inspired, the crossbowmen are given a bonus to their damage rolls, resulting in the deaths of several more Frostbornians.
A Chorus of "Thank Mr. Skeltal!" resonates from the skeleton's vocal-chordless mouths.
The Stalker deals a hard blow, but Ken wards against it.
Warriors reach the edge of the cliff, they are not totally dissatisfied to find their earlier adversaries had vanished.
Instead, they overwhelm and kill Kaptain Urgus before he could defend himself.
In response, Frostborne rangers kill the undead responsible for their Kaptain's death.
Ken and his QuantumStalker counterpart circle one another, each daring the other to make the next move.
"Mr. Skeltal has been appeased! The fuckboy bloodshed on this field of battle has pleased our lord and master! Farewell, fuckboys!"
With that, the hatted skeleton makes one more Doot! before disappearing. The rest of the undead seem to vanish along with their hatted guardian.
Enraged, the QuantumStalker swings it's deadly blade to catch Ken in it's teeth. Ken barely bails out of the way of the powerful attack. Before anything else could take place, the Stalker too dissipates from existence yet again.
Ken raises from the snow and sets his gaze to where the Stalker had been just seconds ago. He's joined by surviving swordsmen who seem equally perplexed.
"So, sir," one of the swordsmen projects, "what was all that about?"
"That's a good question," Ken could only reply.
"Unfortunately, I'm not sure I really know the answer..."~END~