Crimson Knights

Chapter 3 - Flooded

Talas ran along the rooftops of various buildings and came to the location of the victim of the Barterian. It was a pub but it wasn't just any pub. It was a known Dyken pub. Dyken are a vicious bunch of beings, they only care about their own and only want things that benefit them and no one else. You can tell a Dyken apart from a human from their many war markings they have all over their body and foot long tails. Also it was the Dykens that founded the White Sage Snake Knights and it was current King Vexton that disbanded them from the WSSK and leaving them with nothing. The Dykens were outraged and plotted to overthrow Vexton, but it led to their demise and so they went into hiding. Talas looked at the pub entrance and he froze, he could her the laughter and excitement coming from inside. Talas could feel the friendly, warm sensation covering his body...so welcoming to him but he knew if he couldn't get the girl peacefully, the road will be flooded with either just their blood or with his as well. He took a step closer, taking a deep breathe each time. Talas pushed the door open and for a second he saw the lively atmosphere but that went away and he felt all the cold glares. The music stopped, as did the laughter and ever conversation, the pub was in complete silence. He took off his helmet to reveal his face. Talas took his last deep breathe and scanned around the room. He found the girl, but she was guarded by big Dyken blokes. 'Ah there she is and she seems to have company...This is gonna be so much fun' Talas begun slowly walking towards her, his head swivelling, scanning the room for any threats. Once he was happy, Talas focus on the girl.

"Well, I am Talas...Knight Commander of Section 3's Crimson Knights and under the orders of our gracious king and my unrivalled Emperor, I must take that girl from you..." He pointed to the target. "As she is needed by the royal hospital. Any who opposes...well try to I guess"

Talas kept moving slow when he reached the girl he gently grabbed her arm and swiftly took her out the pub. She didn't look Dyken, in fact she looked more human than he did. As they left the pub Talas didn't hear the music resume, no laughter nor chatter, the silence loomed like a dark cloud. Talas returned his helmet on his head. He stopped and the girl stared at him.

"Is every okay?" Her voice was so soft and innocent, how did she end up a host? Talas didn't have to reply as the pub doors burst open.

Around 30 Dyken men poured onto the road with various forms of light blade. Some swords, others axes and scythes. Talas turned to face them, under his helmet he bared the biggest smile ever. He longed to shed blood since his last fight wasn't bloody enough. He drew his blades and set them to lethal. The red energy formed the sharp blade and crackled a bit.

Most knew about the lethalness of the Crimson Knights, enemies who were wise, know that they have little chance of surviving and those who aren't, will never learn from their mistakes. If you wasn't killed then you'd suffer a torture so painful it had been made illegal for the Crimson Knights to continue with its practice.

"You ain't leaving here alive Knight!" one of the Men said. His voice was deep and demanding, Talas didn't respond.

"Do You HEAR ME!...YOU WILL DIE HERE KNIGHT. GET HIM!"

The rest of the men charged at Talas but Talas didn't move an inch, he kept his stance as the Dyken circled him. They had the nastiest smiles covering their faces. An axe wielder swung at Talas and as it connected with the armour, sparks flew and then Talas was gone, vanished into the night sky. Ten Dykens stood there looking puzzled, the rest looked around to find the knight. In the night sky you could barely see the crimson armour but the light blades where clear as day. Talas begun a rapid decent. Upon touching down on the ground, he sprinted at the axe wielder and slashed right through him. The armour became drenched in blood. Under the helmet Talas smile was bigger than ever. As his left foot just touched, he turned so quickly and decimated the other 9 men with one fluent movement, slashing through their flesh like a knife through cake, they hardly had the time to react. Talas slowly came to his feet, his armour drenched with blood that the original colour wasn't on show no more. His light blades sizzled as it burned away the blood. Talas turned to look at the remaining 20 Dykens. His smile dropped when I realised that he took them out within the movement.

"Knight Commander? Are you okay? Do you wish for me to activate the healing protocol?" The on-board AI asked.

"No I'm fine" Talas winched at the pain in his body "Where's the girl?"

The AI pin-pointed her location on his hud. He walked over to her slowly, still winching with every step he took. He was going to need serious recovery when the night is up. He walked pass the girl and continued walking, She quickly followed behind him. She couldn't take her eyes off him and the road which was flooded with Dyken blood.