Thanderil smiled and wiped blood from his face. The crusaders had caught his war band just before they entered the safety of the hidden stair. No chance for escape now. The humans must not find the secret way. Better he die. The legion soldiers were formed beneath him, the corpses of his lios kin and the human dead between them. A hurled knife spun from the shield wall which he batted aside with contemptuous ease.
An order was shouted from the rear of the unit and five legionnaires moved out of formation and trod slowly up the broken ground towards him. The lios blademaster looked into the rose tinged sky and felt one with the world. A good day to die.