War Maidens
Copyright© 2018 by Lapi
Chapter 11
This day was not unique or very special. It was not like this kind of battle had not been waged before; only it had been thousands of years ago. Even before that, pure Demons had fought each other.
As far as Battles are concerned you will never see the like again. Astrid tells me it is OK to relate what happened here. Just to make certain you don’t think this as Ragnarok; it was not. A big Norse battle, granted with beasts and magics never to be seen again.
Here is what might have happened:
In the center was the enemy camp, more troops were converging from the right of the girls with them in the middle.
Ingrid had her spells, Diana her wolves and beasts summoned up to join what Berserk she could muster. Freda’s forces would have to wait, the armies of undead would be needed this battle. Sigrid called upon forces not seen in this scale for thousands of years. She hoped they would turn the tide of this fight in her favour.
Near 129,000 of the enemy against 30-39, 000 or so of the girls troops might not seem quite fair. It wasn’t. Theirs were not regular troops you see. But you already know that.
It was in the telling that is difficult for a modern man to comprehend. The sizzle and sheer elegance exceeded that of Balaclava and the majesty of the death and dying seen during the Charge of the Light Brigade. Death has its own unique style and way of being remembered.
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