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Kal just sat there. This was all well in good but he coughed and looked at the king." Your Majesty is this Really a good use for your soldiers? Fighting one man who doesn't behave like a man? This is just getting out of hand now, sir." Kal didn't like taking sides but he felt he was right, this was getting them no were closer to helping anyone. If anything this was making matters worse.

Cornix was by this point standing there with slack jaw, staring at Gorum's display in mounting shock. When Kal spoke, the King's head snapped towards him and, hands quivering with rage, he shouted, "No! This is an outrage! General Kakotonus, seize that dwarf at once, personally!"

One of the generals standing nearby nodded and stepped towards Gorum, drawing his fearsome-looking scimitar. "Alright, dwarf," he spoke in a deep, superior voice. "That's quite enough!" He suddenly charged and attempted to club Gorum over the head with the flat of his blade.

"From the Mouth of babes. This is becoming silly, we are here to help YOUR people, not put more people into the hospital!" He sighed and walked over to the unconscious men and began to treat the injuries. He pulled them from the area Gorum was fighting in, so they wouldn't suffer any more blows. He used all his bandages and poultices. "What a waste...but I have a feeling we will be here all night if no one is going to listen to reason. Well Jinx I don't know you telling them to stop was enough but for my old heart could you move away from the fighters? I'd rather not watch a child get hurt..." he Turned to Lilium with annoyed look. "And by the Great Gatsby, why are YOU not doing anything?! You have some fighting skills you can stop this better than anyone...I think."

Gorum paused and stared for a moment, his brow furrowed. "Preachy whore." He then continued to crack both her and the general around the head with the flat of his axe, after which he angrily walked away. Suddenly, the doors to the throne room burst open as a lone knight ran in clumsily and frantically. "S-sire!" he said, falling to his knees and bowing. "The Blecks! They're coming again, second time today! Except they've brought a humongous force this time!" Bryce's eyes widened as he strolled towards the knight quickly. "How many?!"

"We- we estimate around... around-"

"SPIT IT OUT NUMBNUTS." Said Gorum now fully straightened up and battle ready. "Around ten, maybe eleven thousand!" the knight yelled, intimidated by Gorum but even moreso by the words he'd just yelled. Bryce immediately sprung into action. "Your highness, how many men do you have at the ready in the next ten minutes?!" He demanded.

Cornix looked shocked for several long moments, but then gathered himself. "General Kakotonus!" he ordered. "Assemble the Royal Guard at once!" As the general, still rubbing his head where Gorum had struck him but readily obeying, went off, the king turned back to address Bryce. "The Royal Guard is fifty strong," he informed the Paladin. "Though they are our very finest soldiers. Each can count for at least ten ordinary men." He frowned. "Though... will even that be enough?"

Jinx hit the floor from being hit in the head with the axe, but she wasn't knocked out. When she heard about the blecks, she quickly stood up holding her head. She brought her guard up and readied herself for the fight yet to come.

Kal smiled. Ah the pointless fighting stopped now the REAL fight was to begin. He smiled more as he thought this was going to be fun, the Dark energizes that flowed through him danced on his finger tips as he walked behind them. The blecks may have an army, Kal comes with a horde. " 'Tis war! Tis war! Aether stand by ye and guide your hand. 'Tis war, alas, and guiltless I would be of what be tides this hand."

"Well, yes." Replied Bryce, drawing his sword. "Come with me Lilium, Felix, Ini and Jinx. Undra knows we won't be keeping those two from a fight." He said chuckling, leading his group up the stairs. Meanwhile, Gorum pulled Roast up to the main door of the castle, sideways, and kicked it open. Before him stood a roaring, humongous army of all kinds of Blecks. At their head stood a tall Bleck wearing a bloodied, feathered helmet. He yelled out an unintelligable roar, and the army yelled and charged, an action which Gorum reciprocated. Gorum was obviously the first of the three (Himself, Throngar and Kal) to reach the front lines of the Blecks. He tore through their frontal pikemen, cleaving one or two as he went by, and continued cleaving from atop Roast. Being atop Roast made Gorum about as tall as the humanoid Blecks, so it was easy decapitations. Suddenly, Gorum spied an Ogre Bleck dead ahead of him. He jumped off of Roast and slid under the Ogre Bleck, avoiding it's club attack. As he went under, he slashed it's crotch (OW.) causing it to keel over in pain. When it did, Gorum cleaved his axe through it's back, and then leapt onto said back and cleaved through the back of it's skull, killing it. Gorum signalled Roast to go off on his own, which it did, breathing fireballs and chomping Blecks to pieces. War-Chickens. Making war funny.