Chrysalis

"This is a right ploppin', that's for sure" Isaac Bird growled as he fell back from the cracks in the door.

The water he'd seen had sliced through monsters as if they weren't even there, not to mention the other monsters he'd seen as they battered against the horde assembled outside the warehouse.

How could he explain it? Had some master mage and tamer heard of their plight whilst travelling past? Such a thing would be a darned miracle. Not only because a mage with the strength and means to raise two powerful pets would be a rare as hens teeth in this part of the world, but such a person would almost assuredly be part of the upper crust and unlikely to lower themselves to assisting some townsfolk and guards stuffed in a warehouse.

Isaac scrambled back onto his feet and tightened his grip around his spear once more. Whatever the reason, it wouldn't matter a bit if his people died before the monsters were killed.

"Step back from the door you bleedin' piles of flamin' trash!" he bellowed over the roar of the fight, "if that water comes through you're gonna end up in pieces and I aint' got any glue!"

The men and women who'd braced the danger to brace the warehouse door stepped back in confusion. The spray of water blasted through the cracks and soaked them but they hadn't seen the water jet itself and didn't appreciate how deadly it was.

They moved too slow for Isaac and leapt forward to pull them back. Many of them flinched as if they expected the door to be forced in the second they were no longer holding it shut but no such thing occurred.

"You and you" Isaac pointed at two of the bedraggled survivors, "get out the back and get on bucket duty, make sure there's nothing burning in here."

marriage but had fought their way through hell in the last week, nodded and rushed to hit the buckets. The others gathered near the wide doors of the warehouse looked to

them and watched the hope blossom in their

outside the warehouse, the battle was still raging out there. The bellowing of monsters, the crash

they do? Just wait it out? Hope that whoever had come to their

hide like a rat

of monsters out there need killin'! You wanna live then get your arse up and

people until he had a rag tag group of twenty formed up behind the door in the most pathetic excuse for a box formation he'd ever seen. He was damned

never held a weapon in their life. Here they were one week later with

need to get out there and help. With all the monsters distracted by the assault from behind we'll have a good chance to stick

cursing they were ready. He'd sent a runner to the roof so the archers knew they were coming out and to give them cover and he had two young boys on the door, ready to yank

four spears in

'em right in the face!

open and they charged out, momentarily blinded by the sudden change in light. It didn't slow

his vision cleared he was faced with a horrifying bear monster, its fur covered body rippling with muscle. Isaac thanked any gods

roared his challenge and stabbed forward with all his

ferocity, each of them stabbed out in rough unison,