26 Chapter Twenty-Six

The battle raged on and it was bloody. Everyone assumed that the barbarians of the Wastelands would be using primitive weapons. Pointed sticks and simple arrows. But everyone had been wrong. The savages carried swords and used them better than most trained knights. What should have been a simple skirmish turned into a massacre of Soren's men. 

Soren immediately rushed to the frontlines when he saw how violently his men were being taken down. Most human generals preferred to guide their armies from the sidelines, but Soren was not human. He was a crazed dragon who was raised to crave the blood of his enemy on his sword. It was the best trait he inherited from his father. And so he spent the past few days swinging his blade like a madman, struggling to avoid his men in his bloodlust.