The Warrior's Tale

Thrim quickly rushed back down the wall and out the gate, rushing to the now raging battle between the two rival armies. He pulled his sword as he drew near, blood pulsing threw his veins like molten lava. He raced into battle swinging and hacking at the foes in front of him. The first lost an arm, the second a leg. On, and on he went, slicing through the enemy like a hot knife through butter. He wore no heavy armor, and a light shield with an 8 inch spike in the middle of it. Thrim was quick, agile, and very strong.