He nodded at the man's saying. He was telling him not to start celebrating just yet. For the most part, he just watched the big guy become a force of nature on the battlefield. It was only because the big guy bled at one point that he remembered that the big guy was a mortal like himself.
Albiet, a mortal who immediately redoubled his efforts in extermination. Determined not to be left behind in the body count, he also redoubled himself.
This focus came just in time, as a hand axe from behind narrowly missed his face. He knew that hand axe when he saw it. "Grazale." He said, turning to face the soruce.
"I don't know where you found friends, runt, but at the very least, i'LL have your head!" Grazale yelled as he lunged at Talus with a savage blow that the mage wasn't able to fully dodge, the blade grazing his right shoulder, making him wince in pain.
"Back OFF!" He snarled, blasting Grazale back with a burst of wind to give himself time to get a second attack in.
"Feel the might of my magic!" He yelled as he let loose a huge burst of Lightning that struck Grazale square in the chest, causing the Brigand to fall down into the snow.
"Impossible... how could I lose to a mere runt...?" Grazale said in his last breath.
"It's simple. You lost for one reason: You underestimated me." Talus said as he began to fight off the rest of them
The bandit was relentless... No way Sigma was gonna be able to get info out of him if destroying his shoulder wasn't working... Either he was dumb and loyal, or dumb and quick to anger. Feeling the blood trinkle down his face from the headbutt he got a few seconds ago, Sigma decided he was done playing nice guy. Especially since he saw the chief fighting Talus... And being completely fried by lightning afterwards. Well, if they were too stupid to leave somebody at their base as Sigma was slowly starting to seriously consider, he decided to get it over with his hostage:
- Oh really? But you know, with your leader and all your friends dead and all, I don't really need you do I?
The sound of the blade cutting his throat was quick and silent. Quickly, Sigma patted down the guy's chestpiece to find a small dagger in a sheath. "Perfect" he thought, as he got up. Looking around he saw the last man standing, a pretty heavy fellow with what looked like a pretty huge woodcutting axe. "Probably should keep my distances...". Taking the dagger in a way that he could throw it quickly, Sigma took aim at the walking mound of flesh and muscle for a second before saying a few words:
- If only you guys were actually smart...
Chucking the small throwing knife, he got the man right in the chest, probably puncturing a lung or something, but not enough to kill him sadly. Looking at Orcleous, Sigma gestured towards the bandit as if he was inviting the marshall to finish the job:
The brigand was the first to move, but Orcleous was the first to strike. As the man moved forward to cross the gap Orcleous shot forward and swung his blade low and toward the mans mid section. This forced the villain to go on the defensive. He was forced to change his guard and turn his blade low in order to defend the bow. However his reflexes were quick and the man was able to turn the blade, or he thought. As he parried the blow Orcleous rolled out. The champion then rushed back in twice as fast. His blade came in at all sorts of angles. The brigand could barely keep up. Eventually however he found a moment to counter. his sword struck out, but Orcleous guard was to good. He blocked the blow, but it gave the brigand a chance to go on the offensive.
"Your dead meat now shouted the man." A evil grin filled his face as he swung his blade at Orcleous. He figured the lightly armored champion was the fast type of swordsmen. If he upped the power he could finish the man by overpowering him and his guard. The first blow came in strong, he could hear it in the sound of his metal. The man then moved to make another strike. Orcleous guard held true, but that was only rhe first attack. the blade sound told him all he needed to know about the power. The only thing he had to worry about was Orcleous counter strike. The man came in for another strike, but this time his blade was meet by Orcleous' sword.
A loud sound filled the air as Orcleous blade clashed with the brigands. The champion placed both hands into the strike. The force was so great that it blew the man's sword out of his hand. Within the next heartbeat Orcleous blade was already coming down. Blood stained the snow as the man's body fell to the ground.
"Been a while since I used my sword", spoke Orcleous as he walked away from the dead corpse and picked up Xigshaw. All of the covering fell from the mighty hammer as Orcleous made his way toward Sigma. "Better luck next time", spoke the champion as he slammed down his weapon. The blow smashed the brigands head in.
"Lets hurry and finish off the rest of the rabble so we can head to the base. I have a bone to pick with there leader." unknown to Orcleous the man was already dead.
Talus looked around. The bandits had been, for the most part, routed. He turned to watch the big guy go through the bandits, and considered briefly asking if he needed help.
It only took a moment of forethought to make him deem it pointless. The man could probably take on 100, no, 1000 soldiers and not die. He decided that he would make it a point to never ever piss him off.
The remark on the sword only further reinforced this in his mind, warrior's being not magic-resistant be damned.
"If he can do that with a sword, I'd hate to see what he can do with his weapon of choice." He thought. He winced at the site of the bandit's head being smashed in. Ouch.
The bandit leader remark snapped him back to reality.
"Uh... don't bother big guy, I.. already killed the leader earlier while you were smashing the rest to bits." He said, off-handedly releasing a burst of Lightning that hit a bandit out of a tree into unconciousness in the proccess.
Talus took careful not as he looked at how many of them were still alive. The smart ones, he figured, had probably ran by now.
Because he could see the dumb ones already on the ground.
The sound of a hand axe narrowly missing his head from behind again brought him back to reality, and he kept fighting them off.
He seriously hoped that these wre the last ones,and that the base didn't have anyone left.
Wow, Sigma never expected Xigshaw to be such a powerful weapon. That bandit almost exploded from the impact it seemed like! Being awestruck for a few moments, he was brought back to earth when he heard Talus send a lightning bolt into one of the trees, making the bandit fall out of the sky like a rock. Damn, just how many of them are there? Maybe there was still some of them hiding in trees farther away... Ugh, he had to be careful, Orcleous may be strong, but he can't be everywhere at once. Looking around, Sigma saw a bandit gunning right for him, probably thinking he was the weakest of the three in a combat situation (and he was probably right).
Wielding his sword in a defensive stance, Sigma slowly walked forward, keeping his body in front of the brigand while still bleeding from the nose from that other guy's headbutt. He needed to do this quickly, no way he was gonna survive long, if he got hit, he'd probably not have enough constitution to keep up with his opponent. Seeing the swordsman charge towards him with his longsword held with both hands, Sigma felt fear wash over him for a split second before getting a hold of himself and remembering what he does best, dirty tricks. Taking off his travelling cape, he threw it in the enemy's general direction to obstruct his vision slightly. The bandit decided to get into a blocking position since he couldn't see where the next attack would come from., exactly like he wanted. Sigma sprinted towards the man and thrusted his sword to catch his opponent's so niether of them could could attack. Quickly, he went to punch the guy in the face but instead of keeping his fist closed, he kept it open like a claw and was able to blind him by digging his fingers in his eysockets. Jumping back as the bandit went into litteraly a blind rage, Sigma threw a rock behind him so he would turn round. The rest was pretty easy, simply stab him in the back and pick his cape back up.
He got lucky, and that luck would probably run out soon... Man, he hoped the bandits would be soon all dealt with.
"So the boss is already dead", spoke Orcleous as he began to move. The enemy had the advantage though that advantage was slipping. The mage was doing alright for himself. He had A grasp on magic well and knew how to use it. Still Orcleous had to wonder how well he would do against enemies who had some resistance to magic. Most guys seem to be going down with one hit. What happens when he faces somebody who did not go down to the one hitter quiter. Sigma seemed a bit different. He was having a harder time taking down foes. Dirty tricks are effective, but they only work once. what is going to happen when he faced a truly skilled opponent. Orcleous figured he could run him through some sword drills once they got back. Better to have his soldiers prepared than for him to have free time.. Speaking of which he was going to need to train the others as well. However this was not the time for that. They were in battle and that meant his focus should be the battlefield.
There were not that many brigands left. Only about seven. That was more than enough for the three of them to take, but Orcleous worried about the end result. He was not wearing his trusty crimson plate. Sigma was not fully trained and the mage was a question mark. He was going to need to end this fight and he was going to have to do it now.
"Sigma watch and learn", boasted the champion as he tighten his grip on Xigshaw. As the brigands charged there was one among them that looked like the leader. No doubt he was the second in charge. If Orcleous killed him he was sure the command structure would break down.
Orcleous tighten his grip on his epic weapon and charged in. The speed in which he moved was deceptive. They were sure the giant club would slow him down, but it was not so. Seeing Orcleous charging at full speed the brigands leader rushed forward to meet the challenge, just as Orcleous wanted. As the man charged to his destiny Orcleous took action. Calling upon Xigshaw's supernatural strength Orcleous supercharged his legs. With one mighty jump Orcleous hopped 9 feet into the air. The sight drained the blood from the brigands face as Orcleous came down with the massive weapon. He attempted to move out the way, but he was to late. The momentum of his own charge stopped him from suddenly turning.
"Smite!" As Orcleous weapon colided with his enemy he once again called upon his natural energy. Xigshaw hit the man with so much force that the ground shook. There was nothing left of the man. Only a crater and the crimson of blood. Orcleous stood up and stared at the now stunned brigands. "So who else wants to fight?"
"Yup. The boss is dead." he said. Talus was still busy fighting for the most part, but not so much so that he didn't have time to look at what Orcelous was about to do to the second in command. Now, Talus would have thought that Orcelous would be rather slow, carrying that huge axe. He was soon proven wrong when Orcelous charged at full speed, and settled on the fairly reasonable explanation of it being due to Orcelous's muscle. What really surprised him though was when Orcelous did a magnificent leap into the air. Holy- Is this guy even human?!?!? he thought, jaw dropping in shock. He didn't blame the bandit that had charged either wanting to run at that point. Or, for that matter, he was more amazed that he hadn't been frozen in fear. But he knew how this was gonna end already, after all, the bandit couldn't make the turn. The resulting Smite was spectacular, and the aftermath left little more than a crater of blood. Yup. I am never going to piss this guy off. he thought, trembling in a mix of fear, shock,and awe as he looked at the bandits. Orcelous's challenge to them was not answered by the bandits, who very quickly began to run as far away as possible from the site. They were not going to risk fighting against such a monster of a man, let alone one who could reduce a man to a bloody crater with one blow, and frankly, neither would Talus.
Watch and learn!??! How was Sigma even remotely supposed to learn anything from that? Orcleous had just jumped a few meters in the air and turned the bandit into a pool of blood with a Smite and Sigma was supposed to learn something else besides the fact his marshall was a walking demigod? Watching the ennemies retreat was definitely a relief in any case, Sigma was fine except for a bloody nose, so all in all, he was pretty happy right now. Putting back his cape and cleaning his sword by rubbing it against the snow and wiping it with his sleeve afterwards, he joined the other too, still impressed by Orcleous's show of strength.
- That was incredible Orcleous! I've never seen something so amazing in all my life!
The thief truly was amazed, this is what people talked about when they mentionned feats of power only a true warrior could muster. Looking at Xigshaw, he realised how menacing of a weapon that club truly was. The amazement and joy he felt sudddenly shifted to some kind of self loathing. Compared to him, Sigma felt quite weak, and for good reasons. He couldn't even stop a hostage from hurting him. He needed more training, that was for sure, but he also needed to understand what it meant to really give it your all. He usually fought back in the days for trivial matters, he never learned or understood what it was to fight for your life. Later after this, he'd need Orcleous to teach him what it meant to be a soldier. Letting his shoulder droop a bit as the adrenaline wore off, he asked him:
- Alright, so what should we do next then? Scout out their base?
"Don't fall for the same trick the enemy feel for. Most of that was not even me it was mainly Xigshaw at work. The magical club has the ability to enhance strength beyond that of a strength staff. Using its power I was able to do the feats you seen. That beinfg said none of this could have been accomplished without hard training. So work hard Sigma and you to can reach this level of power."
With that Orc placed his weapon onto his back and secured it into place. Alright lets go take care of the enemy base. If what you said about the numbers of the enemy is correct then the base should be empty. I want to be sure the brigands have been eliminated. After that we can finish our mission Sigmna", spoke the champion.
With that Orcleous headed to the base that held the bandit gang. On the outside it looked like your standard shack, but on the inside was a passage way that lead to a mining shaft. Looking at it the place was clever, but plain, but it would do what the resistance needed. Orcleous felt that they achieved there mission. However there was one last thing he needed to do. The mage could be useful to the resistance, though Orc knew nothing about him. Still he figured it would be fitting to offer him a place. Taking a moment Oec looked to Sigma. He figured it would be best to let him make the offer rather than himself. Orc considered it a lession in leadership.
"Sigma make talus the offer", spoke the champion as he walked outside to his mount.
He listened to them from afar, and one name took hold in his mind. Xighsaw. "Xigshaw... why does that sound familliar?" he thought. He wracked his head, searching for maybe some shred of memory in his mind that might hold a clue.
He put that aside though, and decided to go with them to scout the bandit base. What he found was plain, yes, but certainly clever as well. He had to wonder if the mines had anything worthwhile in them, an unlikely possibility as the bandits would have long since stripped it out and sold it. He then began to inspect the rest of the place, looking for anything that might be worthwhile as he once again began to mull over the big man's terrifying combat prowess. That wasn't the kind of power one could achieve naturally, even if it was magic. There was something very special here, he could tell that much. It intrigued him greatly, and unless they turned out to be some very evil people he was going to figure it out. The sight of Orcelous bringing down Xigshaw on thay bandit was a sight he would not soon forget. "Hm. Perhaps this will be an interesting after all." he thought to himself with a smile. Things were looking up.
Then came the mention of some kind of offer that the big man told Sigma to make to him as he walked off to his mount. He had to wonder what it was. Maybe they were going to ask him to join them?
Really? Hmm, maybe Sigma was underestimating himself. If Orcleous said he could do it then he probably wasn't wrong...Hmm, he wondered what would his inner power look like...
The three of them went to investigate the mines the bandits had settled into. The place was definitly big enough for the resistance and then some. Not only that, but it seemed pretty easy to defend if there ever was a raid. The place did require a good clean but after seeing Argus in that appron, Sigma felt as though he wouldn't have to worry too much about the place being dirty. Leaving Orcleous and Talus to check the rooms, he stayed near the entrance, taking out a vulnerary to clean up the nasty gash on his nose. It didn't take long for the wound to start slowly closing up as he soaked the rest of the crimson liquid with some rags he had found. He would've probably ended up with a scar if it wasn't for the vulnerary...Anyways, now that that was done, the two others came back. Orcleous was the first to speak, asking Sigma to try and recrute him.
- Sure thing Orc, be safe out there.
Looking at the marshall leave, Sigma waved at him calmly before turning back to the mage. He had been definitely useful... Oh what the hell, Orc was probably right. They needed numbers for the resistance, no way they would turn down a capable ally. Putting his back against the nearest wall, Sigma made a small grin before beginning to talk:
- Well alright, as you saw, me and Orcleous are travelling together. The reason we were looking for a place like this is to find a suitable base for our group. To put it simply, we are the Illian Resistance! We thrive to put a stop to Etruria's warmongering ways and their attempts at conquering our country. For now, we're still small and we need all the help we can get. I know you handle yourself pretty well in a fight so I can ask this without feeling guilty, but still, I won't hold it against you if you'd prefer to not join us. This is dangerous, death might very well be highly possible.
The offer was what he expected.... although the reasons behind it were not. "........ you gotta be kidding me. You two, stop all of Eturia? No offence, but unless you have a whole lot of hidden troops somewhere, uh-uh. No way. That's a suicide mission. I mean, I don't like warmongering as much as the next guy, and I'm Eturian, but seriously? Even the big guy can't take down the whole army on his own. Heck, even talking to you right now technically makes me an enemy of the whole place. I... can't honestly afford that. So i'm sorry, but my answer is no. I wish you luck, and I hope we can meet again, but I'm not joining you on this." he said, shaking his head. As much as Xigshaw interested him, it wasn't worth that level of risk to find out. Fighting his own home country was one thing. But in particular, there was his archival as well, who he had sworn to beat one day. He wasn't going to die before he had that chance, no way in hell. He then checked his pockets to make sure the thief hadn't stolen anything. He hadn't. "So... goodbye then. It was nice working with you. I'LL let you know if I ever change my mind. Don't worry. I won't tell anyone else. I promise." he said, exiting it. He sighed as he walked out. He honestly was sick of Eturia's warlike ways as well. Even some of his teachers had thought that the fighting was a tad bit much, that Ilia was so small, it wasn't even much of a threat. As he got onto his horse, he resumed his journey, those thoughts lingering in his mind. [Talus withdraws cooly]
- Oh no, we're actually a couple of people. But yes, you are right about it all being close to a suicide mission. I also understand that you can't fight your country. I'd be a hypocrite if I blamed you when I'm fighting for mine!
Him being Etrurian, his answer was actually better than Sigma expected... He thought he was going to have to fight the man who's country had just been called a warmonger. Sigma was thankful for his promise though. He somehow felt as though he wasn't lying and that he could be trusted. However, despite the serious nature of the conversation, Sigma couldn't but chuckle when he saw Talus checking his things. As if Sigma was going to pickpocket him for a few gold pieces... As he was about to leave, Sigma turned around to tell him something:
- Thank you Talus for helping us out. You'll always a place here if you want. I never forget people who help me out despite what people say about thieves...
Talus had left the mines and Sigma was alone. Looking around the place, he kept thinking about what the mage said... A suicide mission eh? Even he had admitted that it was one, but saying it out loud still left an impact. Was he foolish by being a member of the Resistance? Should he have gone somewhere else and try to do something less dangerous? Then again, he did get to meet Orcleous. The man was like a walking legend. Maybe he could learn from him... It would be incredible if Sigma was able to do feats of heroism like in the stories he heard as a young boy. A bit of training wit hthe marshall could probably help him to grow stronger physically, but mentally too..
Going down in the lower levels, Sigma decided to go search the place and try and find something the other two could've missed.