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This was the time to purify the field of battle of all tainters. Tepgoq turned to his Saurus bretheren, giving the silent signal to attack. They charged over the grassy plain towards the castle that the Archers were firing from. Tepgoq grasped the stone walls and started climbing. The Archers gasped in surprise as they were torn apart by the Saurus. Tepgoq saw more of them below. He leaped out, toothed weapon raised. The elves didn't know what hit them. Tepgoq dug his weapon into the swordsman, blood spurting out from his chest. Then he waited. He could scent the Beastmen of hated Chaos coming closer to the castle, drawn towards the sounds of agony and death. As the last of his bretheren jumped off the castle walls, he prepared to charge. The Saurus roared their battle cries and smashed down the castle gate. Tepgoq tore his shield into an enemy's chest, blood spraying everywhere as it screamed in agony. He could see that they were winning. The Beastmen were slowly backing away, be he know that he couldn't let them escape. He gave the signal to pursue. The Saurus ran after the Beastmen, killing left and right. Soon, the battle field was cleansed.
That's me when I have too much coffee in the morning. Watch out!!!