Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140330230839/@comment-12599067-20140411000757

Makoru rolled a ways before stopping and shakily rising to his feet, then bringing his attention to the surrounding circle of revenants and slashing at the legs of the nearest enemy as he brought himself to his feet. The Titan that had slammed into the ground rose and hurled itself at the senche-tiger, showing no regard for the unlucky Anchorite that was still astride its back, holding on for dear life as the Titan lunged forward.

The forces at the gate were now at almost a fourth of what they had been, and the undead were still coming. The remaining catapults were still firing away at the north and northeast walls, and Claudius had to move out of the way as a boulder went hurtling past and reduced the top level of one of the buildings behind him to a pile of rubble. Even the sturdy battlements were feeling the force of the catapults, with many chunks of stone missing from the crumbling walls.

As if that weren't enough, there was another loud shriek as another company of Titans took to the air and tore towards the City, their riders casting down bolts of lightning and spears of ice as they drew closer to the walls and the warriors defending them. Astride the largest and strongest of the Titans was the Necromancer himself, a look of fierce determination on his face and a grim fire in his eyes. He was outfitted in a set of repaired Ayleid armor, a gleaming grey armor made of steel, moonstone, and iron. His staff seemed to radiate power as he soared over the battlefield like a monstrous vulture, casting down tendrils of white lightning and resurrecting fallen foes as he rode onwards towards the city.