The Battle

Crash. Boom. “Fire!” The assault was fierce. I had never before seen such an enemy come upon us. They climbed over our carefully fortified walls like frenzied ants on a trail of honey. There was no place to run. But we didn’t want to. We would fight—fight to the end. The clash of swords was constant. We were able to hold them at bay, but we needed reinforcements. My arms grew tired. I lowered my sword for just a moment, and it was then that I sensed a shadow closing in. I looked up. A company...