The masked figure walked forward, snickering at his enemies.

The three brothers seemed ready to die.

"You three fools will not be representing the imposter king today. The house of the true king will prevail."

Joab spoke first as the horde moved closer.

"I warn you. Do not interfere. If they find us three dead on this day, your army and people will be massacred."

Joab sounded confident enough.

"They will not find you," Amelik assured them. "And Abner will win Swordfall."

Joab growled like a lion.

Abishai spun his spear.

Asahel's feet ran in place, warming up. Sword rotating in his hands.

"Not a bad plan," Abishai said.

"I wish we thought of it," Asahel replied.

"We're not dumb enough," Joab responded. "We were dumb enough to get caught, though."

"We're not caught yet," Abishai said, pointing his spear at Amelik.

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Amelik pulled his own sword. A jagged, brutal piece of metal that looked custom made for inflicting and ripping flesh.

His masked head tilted.

"The famous giant slayer. Right before my eyes."

"Would you like to use my face as a new mask?" Abishai warned.

"Doubt it would fit," Amelik snarled back.

"It'd be stretch. Literally." Joab joked, rare for him.

The three chuckled.

"Do you three never stop joking?!" Amelik yelled.

"I'm not joking," Abishai warned. "Come and get it."

Amelik swung his sword, announcing his men to attack.

The raiders yelled and screamed and ran at the three brothers.

Asahel immediately jumped and sprinted, sliding and slicing the attacking horde. He leapt and attacked and slid and flipped while swinging his sword, like a knight doing parkour.

Joab roared like a lion, slicing his sword in a brutal murderous fashion. His sword slammed into his enemies weapons, knocking them back by the sheer force. He swung and yelled and sliced and stabbed and thrashed, like a wounded animal.

Abishai flung his spear, then spun it in a circle, breaking it against the attacking knight's skulls.

Joab sliced down on two enemies on the ground, sending them to death with a constant murderous swing.

As soon as it started, it was done.

Amelik looked around at his horde of men, dead around the semicircle of the three brothers.