Sir Elliot Muselk: A Knight of Father Torbjörn

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I quickly find my horse and built a turret on top of it.I sat down and let it run around the town killing the Roadhogs.

Just then,my horse crashed into something.

I opened my eyes in horror.I never thought he wpuld return.

"Evening old friend," said a man infront of me.

"Isn't it Tava the traitor knight," I said angrily.

I charged at him with my hammer but he was to fast despite being a Roadhog.He grabbed me and hooked my guts.

"The Torblars are weak," hissed Tava.

"Your faith is what weak.It is never to late to repent," I told him.The hook in my guts were deepening.

"Better not waste my energy when you're nearly dead," said Tava.He unhooked me and left me on the ground to die.

As my vision slowly fades,I recited sentences from the Book of Torbjörn,hoping to repent all the sins I did even if it was small.

I finally blacked out.

*

My eyes slowly opened.I saw a familiar face infront of me.

"Am in Heaven?" I asked.

"You're alive,Elliot," said Bazza.

"What's happening?" I asked him as I sat up.

Bazza pointed towards what seems to be a turret.Wait,no,it wasn't a turret.It was a Knight Bastion.

"The legends were true,look at his hat," said Bazza pointing at his hat.It was a cowboy hat.

"Saint Zylbrad the Holy Bastion..." I said under my breath.I stared at him in awe as he mowed down the Roadhogs coming at him.

Suddenly,he turned into his cannon form.His golden cannon sticking out as he jumped around,killing the Roadhogs.

The Roadhogs were now in full retreat.At last,victory.Truly a victory...