101. The Perfect Killbox

101. The Perfect Killbox

The chaos was not one that anyone predicted, by the time anyone could react to it, it was too late. The inside of the hut was being bathed in blood, their screams failing to escape the walls of the hut. The exit had been blocked off by a number of beast warriors who cut off anyone that got near. The so called guardians that faced the heat of the battle, those that failed to recover from the shock were the first to fall followed by their respectable elders, the guardians that were quick to come to terms with the betrayal put up a valiant fight for a few moments before they were being overrun by the number of enemies they would face.

The numbers against them and without the use of magic those none combatants were left without any way to defend themselves or even fight back, their fates were decided by the sharp edge of the blade.