"ROAR!" A roar mixed with anger and pride.
Ola swung his giant axe in a great arc, the furious gale sending two pouncing beetles flying.
Their black carapaces were no different from eggshells under his axe, splattering green ichor everywhere.
Down in the pit, his Knights did not disappoint him.
The Rock Breaker Knight Order was forged in mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
One Knight crouched down, and another used his shoulder and shield as a foothold to haul himself up.
Their comrades above immediately reached down and pulled them up.
Working in teams of three with coordinated and efficient movements, all thirty Knights were soon free.
They quickly formed up around Ola, creating a back-to-back circular defense. With shields held before them and the blades of battle-axes and spears pointing outward, they resembled a steel porcupine bristling with spines.
However, that spark of hope flickered for but a moment.
