Excerpt from the first Chapter
Cecilia held her long sword in front of her as the group circled around the humanoid being. Though it looked like a ghoul, it being haggard and dressed in ragged clothing and rusted armor beneath those burning yellow eyes something more lay beyond.
The ghoul, for lack of better term, casually glanced from side to side as the Knights encircled him.
“This isn’t what I expected to find excavating the Hanging Gardens,” Leroy muttered into the comms as the encirclement is completed.
“I wouldn’t have expected anything less,” James said as he stared intently at the ghoul in the center. “These land have had bloodshed upon them for ages. They may be more just like him the further we excavate.”
“This doesn’t feel right...” Cecilia voiced everything about this ghoul was unique from it’s appearance to the weapon it wielded. The saber was in exquisite condition and it's bronze armor had black engravings of a tree upon it. Normally those who were chosen to become ghouls in ancient times weren’t bothered with arms as the gift of becoming undead they had little to fear from mortals who dared venture into the crypts or happen to cross their paths.
“M’lady, should we attack?” James asks yet as he did the ghoul gave his surrounding a once over before giving his sword a masterful flourish before sliding into a fighting stance.
As shocking as it was for a ghoul to be able to do that it was the stance that he had taken almost as if he was expected an attack from all sides and taken the necessary precautions for it.
“M’lady?” James asks once more his face taking on a more serious expression.
I.
The standoff would not end by having a stare down.
"Attack," She commands as she and four rushed the ghoul from their spots in the encirclement. The others, a mixture of veterans and rookies, would wait in reserves in case those of the initial charge died or needed to be swapped out.
They jumped at the unique ghoul like wolves, lightning-fast, silently, and without warning. Blades whizzed through the air and the chamber echoed with the mournful clangs and shings of clashing steel. At first, all you could hear was swords clashing, sighs, moans, and heavy breathing.
And then, suddenly and unexpectedly, the Knights Hospitaller began to scream and die.
James was the first; dropping to his knees after being run through by the ghoul's blade before the ghoul followed up by delivering a savage arc that, mercifully or perhaps not, was a glancing blow. He moaned in agony as blood began to pool.
Another, who Cecilia recognized as James' squire, jumped into the fray yet her inexperience showed as they hadn't joined the battle when the pace was still fast and almost immediately her head was detached from her neck.
"What the fuck is this!?" Leroy screams.