Goals of Empowerment

Part 7

The first few minutes had gone in a blur. Sapnap had been fighting hard. He was covered in cuts and every move he made hurt like hell.

He had no idea if Phil had successfully evacuated the camp. And he had no way to tell.

His opponent ran at him, sweeping Sapnaps feet put from under him. He put his hands down to soften his fall and pushed up, jumping back onto his feet, swinging his sword around and nicking his opponents chainmail.

Sapnap then hit hard, rushing his sword down from above.

The knight was barely able to duck out of the way as he stumbled back.

Sapnap took advantage of him being off balance and ran right at him, shoving him to the ground.

He breathed heavily, putting his foot on his chest to keep him down.

"You had the wrong idea to pick a fight with me." Sapnap laughed. He expected to see disappointment and fear on his opponents face, but there was nothing but an awfully amused smile.

"What are you smiling about." Sapnap felt uneasy.

"You really thought you won?" The guard said, his smirk growing.

Sapnap raised his eyebrow. "My sword is literally at your throat? How did I not?"

And that's when he heard it. A slight rustle on the ground behind him. He swung around, to see a much larger knight standing over him.

He felt his heart drop when he saw the glint of the sword, being held back. As soon as he sent it forward it would go right into him.

He knew he had no time to move. He couldn't do anything to prevent it. He began to brace for impact. For the unreal pain he was about to feel, but just before the sword could make contact, someone ran right into the large knight, knocking him into the ground. 

"Quackity!" Sapnap immediately yelled. He noticed the beanie right away. He watched as Quackity stood up, blood splatters decorating his shirt. 

His eyes drifted down to the dead knight below him. It gave him shivers on how he took him down almost immediately. 

"Thanks for the save." Sap said with a small sigh. 

Quackity smiled. "Don't thank me. Thank Phil here. If he got us here a second later, you'd be a kabab." He laughed.

Sapnap turned to look at Phil, who's face held a large proud smile. 

"Finally got ahold of that brute huh?" Sap asked, motioning to Phil's horse. Phil nodded.

"Little Nellie here didn't stand a chance against my master horse handling skills!" Phil laughed. 

Sapnap scrunched his nose. "Nellie? You named the horse and chose Nellie?"

Phil scowled. "Nellie is an amazing name. And she's my horse now."

"Don't tell me that. Tell George. He's the one who takes care of the horses." Sap shook his head with a small smile. 

"Talking about George." Quackity cut in. "I sent Karl and everyone else to go meet him at the caves. They took all the good fighters with them so they should get there safely. So unless we need to rush to the caves, should we go help Dream? I'm sure that they'll still be fighting the Knights off when we get there."

Sapnap thought for a second. If everyone at this camp were on their way to George with Karl, they should be fine. The caves were hidden. Plus there's nothing else for the three of them to do, so it would be a good idea to go help Dream fight them off.

"Alright." Sapnap nodded. He turned to Phil and then back to Quackity. "Is it too late to send him to the caves with Karl?"

Quackity glanced at Phil then nodded. "They left a while ago. He would be able to catch up but he'll be by himself for a good bit before he meets them. He could get picked off."