Chapter 79

You knew of course that this Change in Personality had been a positive one if you considered that the current Situation with the countless false Knights had been getting pretty bad in Terms of dealing with them swiftly before their Reinforcements could manage to join the Battle. For while your dark Companion had simply continued his tireless Slaughter through their Ranks, there was no denying the Fact that these very same Ranks of false Knights were surprisingly still succeeding in slowing down his progress to absolutely miniscule Gains. But seeing as the Price of that Success made sure that no one had taken the time to turn around and recognise said lack of Progress for the Success it was, you guessed that it wasn't too surprising that his darker Side decided to speed things up a little more.

For once the false Knights would have realised just how close they were to grasping Victory as long as they could manage to bring in their fellow Clansmen faster than your Companion could kill them, any and all Chances of actually breaking them would have simply slipped from your Companion's Grasp. And that for quite obvious Reasons wouldn't do if you considered that even such a powerful Spirit would eventually be felled if they brought in more and more Weapons with superior Range and penetration Ability.

Thus, what you could only call the second Personality of your Companion had so quickly taken over as everything that would be needed to avoid such a Disaster was to break them before they received any Reinforcements at all, therefore the Change in Personality was actually quite good for your Chances of Survival. But seeing as that nightmarish Noise just continued to dig itself further into your Mind the longer you listened, there was naturally no Way for you to appreciate the Fact as it meant that you would have to sleep with that noise in the back of your Mind Tonight.

And even though you weren't all that vulnerable to that kind of Stuff, that the darker Side of your Companion was apparently never all that far away even while he watched over you in your Sleep certainly wouldn't make for what you would call a pleasant Night. The Sound itself, while created by astonishingly simple Means, was hard to properly describe, but seeing as you had currently little to do beyond observing the now deathly silent Battlefield and the creation of said Sound, you supposed that you should get through this Stuff as soon as possible to get it out of your Head.

For even if everything were to go perfectly from here, the entire Region would still crawl with the numberless Troops of the Mountain Clans for who knows how many Days of Travel, and you had absolutely no Interest of going through all that while being Sleep deprived. But while you thought about these things, your giant black Companion made you shiver once more as he slowed his Slaughter a second time to step on another one of the pitiful fallen Knights, which naturally replicated the nightmarish Sound once more.

There were few Sounds that you could even imagine would be worse than what this Monster you called your Companion had come up with, and it seemed that your Enemies agreed with this Sentiment of yours, as they once more cringed back from the Monster in black despite their still massive Advantage in Numbers. It could best be described by saying that everything starts with a Groan, namely the Groan of the wounded Knight that was about to be crushed, followed by the Sound of the Knight's breaking Ribs and naturally his Screams, and that was just the harmless Part that could be found on any Battlefield.

What followed the initial breaking of the Ribs was of course the crisp Sounds of the now bending Armour, together with the soft Noise created by the Knight's Organs being torn and mashed. And once more quite naturally, the Sound of the Knight's Screams, though now far less clear and much deeper as the poor Knight continued to nearly drown in his own Blood. But that didn't stop your still corrupted Companion, so there was yet more in Store for his screaming Victim, as the Armour of the false Knight continued to struggle and bend under his massive Boot.

And with pretty much nowhere else to go, the previously broken Ribs joined by the Knight's now vulnerable Spine found themselves once more under the less than gentle Treatment of your Companion's Boot. Thus, while the Knight lost the Ability to Scream, your Companion made sure to compensate for the Change by filling the Surroundings with a last now much harsher Sound of breaking Bones once more. You understood that your Companion was faster than those Knights by quite the good Margin, but you honestly couldn't understand why these absolute Fools still hadn't split up and fled if they knew that they could be that very same Knight if they fell to the Ground still living.

Especially with how all of this suffering was cramped and condensed into a single three to four Second long Sound of pure and ungodly Agony, it should have been more than clear that sticking around for just another Second was one Hell of a stupid Decision. But you soon managed to understand their Reasoning as you looked through the opened Gate and saw what lay beyond while you watched how your Companion was going through his four hundred seventh Mountain Knight of the Day, the opposite Gate had been barricaded with a giant Pile of Stone and Wood.

It seemed a bit like Life was really out for them if they had just finished the Groundwork to properly fortify the Camp against the heavy Cavalry that are the Knights of the Vale, on top of encountering your Companion in the same Week. But at least that Part of it was the funny and distracting kind of Misfortune, it was actually quite amusing that their Situation would have been so unbelievably easier if they hadn't decided to wear those Armours. Now all they could do was hold the Walls and fight your Companion, as they lacked the Mobility to properly scout the Surrounding Land for further Enemies.

Hmm, you supposed that you could still help your Companion if you searched the Woods for those few remaining Scouts that might have dared to leave behind their Loot to do what was necessary. There was still the small problem concerning your Lack of Information on how many Scouts had actually sneaked out, but you would do pretty much anything if it meant that you could get away from your Companion while he was this, traumatising. And who knows, mayhaps you could even manage to find some useful Information on these Scouts if they were competent enough to accept the decently sized risk of losing their Loot over risking their Lives against your Companion.