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[Malicite]

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Malicite quickly weaved his way through the forest of Moonglow as he made his way to the bank for the night’s patrol. As he approached the southern entrance of Moonglow, a cry interrupted the normal sounds of the forest and Malicite rushed forward, his blade leaping from his sheath.

With the southern entrance in view, Malicite could see the carnage in entirety. Soldiers in dark armor swarmed the city as the defenders fought bravely trying to stem the tide of the invasion. While Malicite surveyed the battle, one of the dark soldiers charged him with a heavy mace brandished high above his head. Barely able to react, Malicite hurled his shield into the death blow and stumbled back to recover. The dark soldier renewed his offensive by heaving his great mace high into the air. This time, Malicite was ready for the strike and leapt forward, imbedding the blade deep into the soldier’s chest. Within a few moments, the man went limp and collapsed to the ground.

Malicite looked up and was awed as the dark soldiers were now being joined by nightmarish beasts and winged men. He awakened from the trance as a dark soldier cried out and collapsed lifelessly to the ground. Behind the fallen soldier approached General Vargus Daelstrum with an annoyed look in his eye.

“What are you staring at, Corporal? We are under attack! Join the fight!” Vargus called out sternly. With those words, he entered the fray with deadly magic erupting from his finger tips.

Malicite followed the General with his blade draw. Soon, the two men were joined by Sarian and other members of the militia. With their combined strength, monsters, winged men and dark soldiers began to suffer heavy losses.

The sword and shield of Moonglow engaged this new threat bravely and were able to protect the city from this most recent attack, along with the help of volunteer defenders. Malicite had learned two things from the battle. First, he learned of the fantastic fighting power the militia could wield on the field of battle. Second, he learned that his body could hurt in new, undiscovered ways that trainings and drills cannot replicate. On this evening, Malicite would sleep from battle fatigue and the knowledge that Moonglow remained free.
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"Detached reflection cannot be demanded in the presence of an uplifted knife."
-Justice Holmes