Chapter 6: Oaths

The invader was quick to react shifting his stance and allowing for the axe to fly right by him.

Lothor watched the scene with disbelief, Arthor the person he believed could do anything had missed with the distance between them there was no way he could get here before the bastard before him lobbed his head of. Lothor turned to look at his brother one last time but the scene he saw changed his expression from one of disbelief to confusion.

Arthor remained standing making no attempt what so ever to charge over but simply stared at the invader with a cold stare. The invader seeing that look had his face morph into one of anger as he waved his sword but he was stopped once more by a whistling sound that confused both him and Lothor.

The axe which Arthor had thrown was the same axe he had forged that very morning, it was one of his best work to date and was perfectly weighted, well not exactly perfect but enough for him to perform this feat.

The axe continued to spin after it missed the invader performing a curve allowing it to circle around a tree before proceeding towards them with an insane amount of speed. The invader turned around but it was too late to do anything as the axe liberated his head from the rest of his body sending his blood spluttering around in a fashion that the young Lothor could not help stare at in awe before following the axe with his eyes.

The axe continued to fly towards Arthor who simply stretched out his hands to grab the weapon. At that moment Lothor who had never seen such a scene solidified the thought of his brother being the best in his mind, "Lothor are you okay?" questioned Arthor who had rushed to his side.

With tears in his eyes Lothor simply rushed to hug his brother not uttering a word, Arthor looked down at his brother and rubbed his head. "It's okay, alright... where is Ronell? we need to go."

Lothor giving a nod stood and began to run leading Arthor towards were Ronell was hiding. As they approached the location they heard the sounds of battle Arthor sped up to get before Lothor and kept him behind himself, "stay behind me". Arthor with both sword and axe at hand made his way forward preparing himself for battle, he put his weapons away however when he laid eyes on the scene before him.

There stood Benjen, showing off the monstrous strength he had inherited from their father. Five men had  men had gone up against Benjen and now three of them of them lay beneath his feet, their blood nourishing the earth the last two men tried fighting him together but Benjen simply let out a beastly roar before dropping his sword.

His actions confused the men who halted long enough for Benjen to get close to one and grab their sword which he shoved up his throat before stepping back to avoid a swing from the other invader.

Benjen moved in, disarming the opponent in one swift fashion before pushing him down and mounting him. Benjen then proceeded to whale on him, the guy tried to fight back and reached out to choke Benjen with both his hands but Benjen ignored it and continued.

*Bam*Bam*Bam* Arthor watching this sheathed his sword and axe and motioned to Lothor who was staring at Benjen with awe filled eyes, to go and get Ronell.

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As Lothor went to get his brother out Arthor let out a sigh and moved to Benjen's side, "that's enough".

Benjen did not respond however and merely continued, the arms which had attempted to choke the life out of him now laid on the ground only twitching from the constant and Rythimic hits.

The head Benjen had focussed on was now nothing but a paste of meat, bone and blood. Arthor had to admit he was stunned by his brother's actions, not by the brutality though he was Skagossi now after all.

No, what he was stunned by was the force behind each and every one of those punches. They had had countless spars, with Arthor winning a few but looking at this Arthor wondered if Benjen had ever really gone all out during their spars.

"Benjen we need to go" Arthor placed a hand on his brother's shoulder, "The smoke pillars keep getting bigger and bigger. I hate to say it but we've lost, we need to go before they find us" His words seemed to fall on deaf ears however as Benjen continued to attack.

Seeing this Arthor let out a sigh before raising his voice, "Benjen remember your oath!". Those words finally got to Benjen as he stopped his attack and looked down at the mess he had created.

Letting out a sigh he looked to Lothor and Ronell who now stood at side watching him before turning his attention back to his fists.

Grabbing his sword he made it back to his feet, Arthor seeing his brother was okay turned to the other two "take the weapons you can carry, remember we need to run so only what you can carry. I'm looking at you Lothor".

"Yes Arthor" Lothor responded to which Arthor. "Go" the two quickly got to searching the bodies, grabbing what the could alongside some rations the began to make their way from the place they had called home.

Arthor stopped and turned to look in the direction of the place he had called home for seven years one last time, " I swear in the name of the old gods, I will make them all pay" Arthor made an oath before turning to follow after his brothers to leave the battlefield.

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