Like this, three more granaries burn, with small units of guardsmen that'd been stationed outside of them doing their utmost to stop the duo, but failing in the end due to his superior skills and abilities. It had to be noted that by now, Michael's agility had broken into the eighties due to Essense Shifts temporary stat gains.
To the relatively untrained guardsman, he looked like a blur of steel as he charged at them, and then darkness as their souls were sent to whatever afterlife awaited them.
Tiffania wasn't completely comfortable with his actions of course, though, this didn't refer to his slaughter of the guardsman, but instead his persuing of those that'd started retreating. She continued her job though, knowing that they could discuss this after everything was said and done.
Strangely though, as they moved onto the next granary, no guards were stationed there, leaving it completely open to attack. The duo easily destroyed it and farms surround it before heading to the next, and the next, and the next.
All of the other granaries were also undefended, allowing the duo to completely wipe them out... "Where are the guards? Have they given up already?" Michael questions, anxiously glaring at the town of Cendri, feeling as if something bad was coming.
"Ah, they are probably preparing to protect the town... Or waiting for the Dragon Knights to come." she says, glancing uncomfortably at the various fires in the distances that they'd caused.
Michael frowns, "Whatever, we still need to hit the granaries inside the town. The dragon knights won't be able to do anything once we are inside the town, otherwise they'd risk burning Cendri along with us."
Tiffania nods in response, knowing that the safest place to be right now was ironically the town itself. The dragon knights would scour the area in search of them, leaving no stone unturned, and while Michael could probably outrun them, Tiffania was another story entirely.
If they entered the town, Michael would be able to equalize the dragon knights biggest advantage, that being flight and wide, large scale attacks from both magic and the dragon's fire breaths.
"The gates'll be too difficult to clear in time, so I'll clear a part of the wall and carry you over it. Okay?"
She nods, "Ahn, okay!"
The walls of Cendri weren't as impressive as those surrounding Antomiers, Tristania, or Londiunium, as they were only around twenty-five feet tall and were usually only useful against the occasional monster raid.
Michael again turns invisible, the guards atop the walls completely unaware as he liberally uses pounce to climb up it. Using this ability reveals him of course, but by the time anyone spotted him, it was already too late.
Michael leaps atop the wall and sparta-kicks one man off of it(Insert Wilhelm Scream here), sending the unfortunate guardsman tumbling to his doom as he begins besieging the other guardsman with both steel and magic. With his agility so high, deflecting arrows was fairly easy, so Michael just charged towards the group of archers while literally cutting his way through the wall of arrows.
"BRIMIR-NO!" one man shouts for his god but gets cut in half anyway, there'd be no salvation again Michael's onslaught, and by the time three minutes had passed, this entire section of the wall was completely barren of enemies.
Unfortunately, this also meant that the enemy had no compunctions about firing onto it from distance, their comrades were already dead and the only one that remained was the enemy that'd killed them.
Michael just hops off of the wall however, running to Tiffania and picking her up in a princess carry as he climbs back up the wall and throws himself over it, into the town below where people had already started screaming at his approach.
The duo land in an alleyway, but Michael doesn't set her down yet, not wanting to leave her so vulnerable in this area. He runs out of the alley and reaches the back of the stores, eventually locating a tavern of some sort and kicking its door in.
It'd mostly been evacuated at this point, by the tavern owner raises a cleaver and starts shouting at him, "Y-YOU BETTER LEAVE HERE! OR I'LL CUT YOU TO PIECES!"
Michael just ignores him, tapping Tiffania on her side and prompting her to act. "Erase!" she easily chants, causing the man's eyes to blank as he falls backwards unconscious.
With that obstacle dealt with, Michael makes his way behind the bar and finds what he was looking for... The cellar where the alcohol was kept, "Tiffania, hide down here for now. Once things have calmed down a bit I'll come get you." he states, but TIffania looks very reluctant to let him leave.
"Look, I'm going to be fighting an army and some dragons out there. I won't be able to add protecting you onto that. So just stay down here for now, I promise, I'll come back as soon as possible." he explains, but is surprised when she nods and give him a hard hug.
"If it gets too difficult, please leave me and escape." she says with determination, squashing her breasts against his chest.
He just lightly pushes her away and snorts in response however, "Pfft, you really think I'm going to abandon you to save my ass? No way Jose, we're both getting out of this or none of us are." he says, ignoring whatever response she has and starts clambering out of the cellar, closing the hatch behind him.
With that, he exits from the back of the tavern and makes his way into the chaotic town to look for someone who'd know where the granaries are. All the while, the lord of the city, Tatiana was scrambling to get things back under control.
Michael's temporary Essence Shift stacks had started fading, so he'd have to build them back up if he wanted to effectively deal with the dragon knights when they arrive. He glances over at the opposite end of the road where a huge group of guards had gathered and were now marching. "Heh, just in time, a palate cleanser." he smirks.
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Michael casually waits for the small army to walk past him, his Cloak and Dagger-granted invisibility allowing a monstrous advantage over those who have no means of detecting him. The army itself was composed of around one hundred men, all wearing some degree of armour, from hardened boiled leather, to chainmail, to plate mail, everyone in the unit had at least some degree of protection.
They seem far more organized than the other patrols he'd dealt with this night too, with pikemen sitting just behind the shield bearers, musket man on the sides and archers at the rear. Against any regular foe, this would prove to be an unstoppable formation that could only be breached by superior numbers, or a powerful mage... Or, a freak like Michael.
Like he'd done against the smaller units, he approaches the rear of the formation and runs through two archers at once, piercing one through the heart and the other just above it, undoubtedly killing them both.
He manages to get in a beheading slash at another before the group finally notices his presence, but like a streamlined machine, they seemed to be prepared for something like this. Whether or not they knew his tactics, Michael didn't know. But with how fast the enemy was reacting, it was likely they had some idea on how he operated.
The archers all fled into the formations the pikemen lowers their weapons in between them and towards Michael's direction, prompting any possible charge while the archers retreat. While the archers moved away, the musket men were already pointing their weapons at him, fingers on triggers as they waited for all their comrades to retreat. All the while this was happening, the shield bearers separated and started moving around the musket men, performing some kind of two-pronged flank manoeuvre.
These men were incredibly disciplined, Michael mentally noted as he ignored all their efforts entirely by Blink Striking a musket man, appearing behind them and slashing a deep wound into their spine, dropping them.
The others reacted of course, but the more Michael moved around and killed, the more chaotic the situation became for the soldiers, some of them faltering within the formation.
*BANG!*
Black powder explodes as the musket man lose their nerve and start taking potshots, accidentally shooting many of their comrades in the backs with their rather inaccurate weapons. Michael used an unfortunate shield bearer as a meatshield, the man's armour preventing the musket ball from going through his body and striking Michael.
"Shock!" Michael easily chants, causing orange lightning to explode within their formation. Unlike the usual five target limit, the formation was so inclosed that any lightning that went through its target hit the people behind the victim. This allowed his spell to kill almost twenty people before it fizzled out and used whatever power it had left to maim instead of kill.
"HOLD MEN! HOOOOLD!" a man with a huge beard under his helmet roars a command, but he'd just put a target on his back, as Michael blink strikes to him and swipes at his neck.
The man was observant however, knowing what was happening when he saw Michael focus on him. He turns thrusts his shield behind him before Michael even uses Blink Strike, allowing the hardwood to knock him down.
The other soldiers try to skewer Michael while he was on the floor, but he just uses blink strike again on a nearby pikeman, the spell putting him back on his feet as he butchers the unlucky soldier.
Only around fifteen people of the formation were left by now, but the drain on Michael's mana hadn't been insignificant. Blink Strike was more expensive than you'd think, plus his occasional use of Ether Shock, and it'd take a bit for him to regain what he'd used...
Fortunately, he'd stolen enough Agility with Essence Shift that spells were overkill at this point...
Michael's figure blurs as the bearded man turns and strike out with his shield again, only to see a blade explode out from his chest. His opponent hadn't used Blink Strike, but instead simply charged him before the man could react.
"CAPTAIN!" a few men yell while other less loyal men turn and start sprinting away, realizing that this battle was lost.
Michael cuts apart any men that remain, and afterwards scans the area to see if anyone else had turned up... No... I seemed as if that this group was the city's main defence, there were a few guards still running around like headless chickens, but they'd put up less of a fight than a newborn at this point.
Michae's ears twitch as he turns and looks at the sky, eventually spotting the many dark shadows flying towards the town. The Dragon Knights had finally arrived.
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Ralf Kaliker, Commander of the Twenty-Second Unit of Dragon Knights scowls as he observes the surroundings below him. Him and his unit had finally reached Cendri after receiving notice from Earl Tatiana, but it seems as if they were late to the party.
The sky was thick with smoke from the many burning fields and granaries around the outskirts of the town. And even from such a distance, he could see many corpses peppering the place. There weren't any archers remaining on Cendri's walls either, meaning that their enemy was elsewhere.
Another minute and Ralf finally spotted who he assumed to be their target... A short teenager with dirty blonde hair that was tainted with blood, which was probably from the almost hundred corpses surrounding him... Judging by the fact it hadn't yet stopped dripping from his armour and weapon, the slaughter had been far too recent for Ralf's comfort.
His unit follows him as he leads his dragon down to the town, allowing it to hover a good distance above the target. "Michael, the False Familiar!?" he asks with a shout, his wand ready in his hand in case violence breaks out.
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