Exiled Clan - 53 Xersol

A black armored skeleton carrying a lance in its hand riding atop an undead skeletal horse rode out from the army in front of Rudra.

“Surrender in the name of the lich king Xersol.” A booming voice sounded in the field.

Rudra scoffed at the remark, “Surrender my ass, charge!”

Rudra was sure this bunch was not here to talk stuff out with him or that’s what he presumed with the tone of the Black-armored knight.

“URAA!” Rudra charged the front as his legion quickens its pace to charge at the army many times of their size.

Rudra raised the Fang to collide with the sword of another knight type undead riding a skeletal horse,

SREEK!

the metallic sword in the hand of his opponent produced a screeching sound and sparks flew out of it.

Blackie used its bony claws to dismember the legs of the skeletal horse causing its rider to be thrown on the ground, Rudra swooped his arm down the belly of the tiger and grabbed the skeletal rider with his bony claws and devoured its soul.

“Let’s go, Blackie…” Rudra urged Blackie to charge at other riders.

A dozen of skeletal riders were thrown out of their mounts as Blackie rampaged through the army like a hot knife through butter, the enemy units were scattered and were one by one picked off by the assassin units of his legion.

Rudra turned his eye to look at the center of the enemy army seeing the Black Armored skeletal knight on a black armored skeletal horse.

Deadra Deadone and Deadtwo were ganging up on him but he was still able to hold on the 3v1.

Rudra decided to do more clean up before he got done with the boss.

He raised his scepter commanding the legion shield beares along with swordsmen to flank the enemy units while he charged straight at them, leading to a pincer attack crushing the enemy numbers.

CRACK!

Rudra cracked a skull of an enemy assassin trying to plunge his dagger into his back.

“HEHE, idiot this dagger hardly make a dent” Rudra roared as he jumped from Blackie entering into the fray grabbing the poor skeletons and then turning them into a cracked pile of bones.

SWISH

CRACK

Rudra flung his Fang sword around everywhere it hit a bone-cracking sound would accompany it,

The enemy leader had already noticed his army being overpowered he also knew that the 3 undead were holding him down so that he may not be able to command his units.

But he was helpless, he was annoyed at the skeletal lich who was stacking his soul causing him to lose his momentum in the battle now the only thing on his mind was to return to his King and report the strength of the enemy.

He quickly commanded his skeletal horse to turn tail and storm out of the battlefield, but before he had traveled halfway out he was tackled out of his mount.

BAM!

PLONG!

Rudra rushed at the armored knight who was deflecting the attack from Blackie, his metallic sword was defending from the large protruding teeth of the saber-toothed tiger, Rudra grabbed the skeletal knight by his waist and delivered a back suplex causing it to drop its weapon.

But the knight did an immediate roll and made it back to his feet and rushed to grab his weapon back but Rudra would not allow it he threw his massive Fang sword at the skeletal knight.

BANG!

A black soil was thrown in the air as the knight tried to crawl out of the hole he had just made before another swipe came at his neck, he defined with his arm causing numerous cracks to appear on it, Deadra had been on his tail and had used this moment to attack him.

Before he could retaliate a piercing soul attack hit him,

“Arghh…”

BAM!

Deadone used the crocodile shield to attack the immobile knight.

Rudra looked at the skeletal knight lying pitifully at his feet with cracks running all over its bony body.

“Well no so tough now, are you?” Rudra teased the knight grabbing it by its neck.

“Clear the battlefield up I don’t want no extra minions right now” Rudra ordered as the enemy units were made immobile so that he could harvest their souls and bones to strengthen his legion more.

“Also save those horse and the metal tools on these guys…” Rudra ordered Deadtwo as the knight in his hands turned to ashes.

“King Xersol was it…., he…he…he…” Rudra laughed like a maniac, eager to face the so-called king