Tomas Reider, talented Necromancer and a perfect gentlemen, in his own eyes, Stood in shock as he watched soldiers climbing into his fortress, he could hear howls and yelps, the wolves he could faintly see around the battlefield where obviously joining the fray. His Minions proceeded to walk past him, obviously to protect their master. Tomas knew he would not win this match.

"Maybe now would be a good time to leave this place." Tomas said to himself as he backed into a small archway beside the stairs.

"Distract them while I escape. You have all served me well!" he added towards his Minions as he dashed down the hall.

He heard the a sound like a door breaking open and the shouts and grunts of men of war as they came upon his Minions. He could hear the clash of swords and the ripping of flesh as his Minions began to fight back. He listened to the men scream as they fell, but soon the screaming fell and all he could hear behind him was silence. His Minions had fallen, and the men must be searching the fortress for him now. He came out of the hallway into a ruined courtyard, the roof was slowly caving in and a beam had made an opening big enough for him to climb through.

As he began to move into the courtyard, he heard clanking behind him as well as grunts. He quickly turned around and swung his scythe upwards, ripping a soldier's stomach wide open. He then spun around in an arc with his Scythe extended, cutting open another soldier behind him. Breaking a part his scythe into the ground he began to quickly chant words, the bones of his enemies ripped from their bodies and shot into the doorway, causing a simple but sturdy barrier to be held there. Although he was weaponless, he may have just bought himself some much needed time.

He made his way to the pillar and began to climb up the side when he heard the barrier collapse behind him, Soldiers began to flood into the room and readied their bows aiming at him. A man yelled out for them to fire and the arrows were released when a strong gust blew past Tomas and launched the arrows back at the soldiers. A few of them fell to the ground dead, and a hand reached down from the roof grabbing Tomas by the shoulders and pulling him up. Tomas quickly took a swing at the owner of the hands, and his hands merely bounced off air.

"Well, I save your life and thats how you repay me?" said a friendly voice as he moved Tomas away from the hole.

Tomas looked back to see a tall man, with a brown robe and long black hair. Aiming his hands down towards the ground, the earth began to shake and parts of the roof started to collapse.

"Alright Mr.Necromancer, let's get out of here!" said the man as he grabbed Tomas by the forearm and jumped off the side of the building.

They both landed softly on the ground as if the very air supported them and ran off quickly, not looking back.