Monday 30 January 2012

Day 20

He didn't see Nali crouched over the vegetable patch, contentedly collecting ingredients. Instead, he saw two men clad in black iron armor, standing in the middle of his garden.

The thin, angled eye slits, made it impossible to see their eyes and spiked pauldrons added to the demonic bearing; black leather sheathes complimented the attire.

The armored stranger to his left had his sword drawn, held out away from him in his right hand, dripping a deep crimson. In his left hand he held Nali's head, freshly severed from her body, which was lying in a messy heap at the man's feet.

Caleb was overcome by intense nausea and had absolutely no control over his body as he violently retched, right there.

The two armored men turned their heads towards the sound, surprised by the interruption.

The man with the drawn sword cocked his head slightly and dropped his grizzly prize; then he began to move towards Caleb. His companion slowly drew his sword as he joined him.