The Call - Edmund Pevensie

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There were telmarine soldiers everywhere. There way no other way to describe it. 

Every time Edmund and I cut down two, four more would take their place. There seemed to be an unending sea of black armor on the horizon and my arms were beginning to feel heavy. But I pushed on not letting myself give into the fatigue. 

I stepped away from Ed to take out one man in front of me, completely unprepared for the one who rushed me from the side. He plowed into me with his shield completely knocking me off my feet and causing all air to rush from my chest. 

"Catarina!" Ed called out, although he was busy fighting two soldiers on his own and couldn't break through to get to me. I raised my sword and barely managed to block the incoming blow, my arms shaking underneath the weight of the soldier's strike. My head began to swim as I still hadn't completely gained my breath back, and I felt my arms lower bit by bit until I could practically feel the steel of my blade against my nose. 

"This is it," I thought grimly as I began to pant from the strain. "This is where I die. Please, for the love of Aslan, someone look out for Edmund for me." The man raised his sword high over his head, and I knew in my bones that I didn't have the strength to block another blow like that. But I wouldn't be a coward. I wouldn't look away while he killed me. 

I raised my blade in another pathetic attempt to block, when the strangest thing happened. Out of no where, what looked like a tree root wrapped itself around the man's middle and, literally, threw him over the trees. 

I scrambled to my feet shaking from the adrenaline pumping through my body, and my mouth gaped open. A line of trees from the forest behind the How were somehow moving using their roots, creeping closer towards the telmarine army, taking out any soldiers in their path. Edmund ran over to me and grabbed my arm to steady me as we watched the great big trees advance. 

A boulder came flying through the sky and struck the trunk of a tree, and it actually roared as it fell. The other trees did not take kindly to this as they spread their roots  under the ground straight towards the giant catapults. Soldiers were now sprinting away from us, and a victory cry rang up from the Narnians as the trees wiped out every single telmarine machine. 

"Lucy," Peter said, a smile on his face. Edmund and I looked at each other and I felt a smile creep onto my own face. The whole tide of the battle had just turned. Now, it was the telmarines who were running away scared. We could beat them. We could still do this. 

A horn rang out across the glade and all of the telmarines turned and began to retreats towards the river. 

"Follow them to the river!" Peter called out. A second wave of energy surged through my body as I followed the Pevensies and my brother. When we got there, I was surprised to see the telmarines hadn't crossed yet. They were caught between staring at us behind them, and something on the bridge in front of them. 

No, not something. Someone. 

Lucy was standing on the opposite side of the bridge, her small dagger in her hand. I glanced over at her family and saw Susan looking across in her usual neutral way, Peter looked slightly worried, but Ed had a huge, proud smile. I also looked over at Caspian who caught my stare and I smiled at my brother. I turned back to the bridge and my smile threatened to split my face. Now standing next to Lucy was a huge golden lion. Aslan. 

Lord Sopespian looked between us and Lucy and Aslan across the bridge. Apparently, he felt like taking his chances against a little girl and big cat rather than an entire army as he gave the command to charge. The telmarines took off, some across the bridge and others in the water.