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Knight versus Knight The dance floor cleared, allowing the Red knights an unobstructed path to the Blue knights at the entrance atop the stairs. The throbbing music of the dance had become muted to both groups, turning into nothing more than vibrations in the otherwise still air. The dance floor that was surrounded by a crowd of people was still and open, as anxious as any of the armed combatants that had entered into the arena. Alan stepped forward, dropping off the bar. He took a few steps towards Everett, the Blue knight in red and black staring fearlessly back at him. “This is truly how you want it,” he asked. “This is truly the path you wish to take, the side you choose to uphold.” “Quite stalling, Alan, and give up,” Everett called across to him. “No matter what happens here, your little plan isn’t going to succeed.” “Everett, can you really be that…” “Shut up and surrender,” Everett yelled. Alan was taken back by the brazen shout. His jaw worked in rage as he stared at Everett and his team of knights. “There will be no surrender,” he finally answered. He drew his cutlass with a methodical, demonstrative motion. “Only death.” He held his hand like a gun, aiming his fury at them. “Death to the traitors!” Like a rampaging river, the Red knights erupted towards the stairs. Running at full speed, they moved to clear the long dance floor in a flash. “Stay calm,” Everett said, keeping his knights in a V formation, himself at the center. He flexed his grip on Sunstorm, readying himself. “Stay close.” The first Red knight made it to the steps. “Stay true!” Everett leapt down at the offending knight, aiming his double-bladed katana to impale him through the mouth. The knight dipped out of the way, only to catch Everett’s knee in the nose, knocking him off his feet. Ledger and Roland both followed Everett through the air, leaping over the crowd of knights that had attacked en masse. Landing on the dance floor, the Red knights found themselves surrounded. Blue knights rushed in from all sides to devastate their opposition. Sydney took the lead of the Blue knights at the top of the steps, using her two short swords like buzz saws, slicing through the Red knights, forcing them into panicked disarray. From her sides, Edgar on her left and Armand and Donovan on her right swept in from the sides, keeping the Red knights trapped on the stairs. Ledger kept his shotgun close, using it as a blunt weapon rather than firing. He caught at a knight in the knees, knocking him to the steps, giving Roland the opportunity to stomp the knight on the back of the head, driving him into the edge of the steps at Sydney’s feet. Everett locked blades with the tallest of the Red knights, their swords matched. Through sheer strength, he forced the knight back, pushing his blade up higher. With enough elevation, Everett lunged forward with his right shoulder, jamming it into he knight’s midsection, doubling him over. The knight came down with his sword’s pommel, jabbing it into Everett’s back, but he just came up again with Sunstorm’s pommel, driving it into the knight’s nose, breaking it. From the far side of the dance club, his four knights staying by him, Alan watched as the Red knights were out-matched and overwhelmed. “We may have a problem,” Dante said, speaking Alan’s words for him. “Ryoko,” Alan said quickly over the music. “Take on the shotgun knight and his boyfriend. Matt, the Brit and the Indian. Dante, you take the old man. Eliot,” he said, glancing back at the smallest of the five. “You take out their dame. She’s their strongest. I want you to string her up.” “Guys, now!” came a shout. Alan and the others turned to look, to see the Crimson Rose behind the Blue knights. As she shouted, all the Blue knights clamped their eyes shut, blocking out the blinding chemical flash that followed. The Red knights were left confused and dazed, barely able to defend as the Blue knights resumed their merciless assault in the middle of the stairway. “And would somebody please take care of that worthless piece of trash,” Alan said, stepping onto the dance floor, beginning his way towards the fight.
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