The outcome

My hands dripped with blood and viscera. My senses came back to me, all I remember of the battle was seeing red. Before me, was a blubbering mess of a human man. He was on his knees begging for mercy, begging for his life.

Pathetic!

“Who are you?” I growled.

He could barely form simple words, never mind sentences.

“Sam-Sam-muel.” He cried.

“The marshal, to king Stan?”

He nodded his head uncontrollably, tears splashing on his face. I looked around. I was inside a stone structure, the castle maybe. All around me were dead soldiers with the heraldry of Brimeo. Did I do this? My blood rage must have been so intense, relying on it for my survival that I lost my short term memory and acted on wild instinct. The next thing I thought of was Elle, I hoped to the wolvir gods that she was safe.

The orders were to take the king’s brother alive to use as leverage. I bonded his arms and legs so he couldn’t make an escape. I looked outside the castle to see the sun starting to set, had the battle really lasted this long, and in my blood raged state. Below, could see my allies cheering, we must have won and taken over the castle. That would explain how I happened to be here. But why was I the only one here.

I grabbed the marshal at the back of the neck and dragged him out of the room. It appeared I was on the highest floor of the castle. It took a few minutes to descend, whilst having to listen to the whimpering and snivelling Samuel. I reached the bottom and I saw Dusker, Robbis and the rest of the group meet me in the great hall of the castle. They noticed who I had by the neck and congratulated me.

“My god, I can’t believe what you’ve done.” Dusker praised. He bent down to address the crying man. “Hello there Samuel, you’re going to make this so much easier for us.”

“Elle?” I simply said.

“She’s alright my friend, Elle will be here shortly.” Robbis answered.

No sooner had he said this, through the gates I saw an attractive curvy redhead run towards me. Her eyes glistened with tears, of joy or relief, I didn’t know. I dropped the marshal and ran to meet her. We embraced and kissed each other.

“I’m so glad you’re ok.” Elle cried.

“Same for you.”

Samuel was matched out of the castle and shown to the rest of the mercenaries and soldiers outside at the prize claimed.

“We have the marshal!” Shouted Dusker. “The next step will be the king!”

We gathered in the war council tent. Samuel continued to whimper in the corner with muffled cries due to a rag being in his mouth. Sawyer, Dusker, Robbis, Elle, Mistle, Karl and myself were gathered around the table that the map was kept on.

“Our next move will be to wait for king Harold to join us here by tomorrow. We will give him the marshal and we will be given our orders.” Said Sawyer. “The plan of action will probably to engage king Stan at his castle, with our hostage in tow.”

“Thanks to Fen here. We wouldn’t have gotten this done without him.” Dusker patted me on the shoulder.

“Yes. King Harold will want to know of you, Fen. No doubt congratulate you himself. Reward you handsomely. I hope you’re ready to meet royalty.” Sawyer gave me a respectful nod.

“You’re damn hero, Fen. This victory is yours.” Dusker praised.

“Get some needed rest. We’ll fetch for you when the king arrives.” Sawyer instructed.

After leaving the tent, I spoke to Elle.

“What happened?”

“You don’t remember. Pretty much when the battle started, you looked like you went into some sort of trance. You moved faster than I’ve ever seen you, hit harder than ever too. It was like you were possessed. You killed so many people.”

I explained to her that I must have gone into a blood rage. The stress of survival and wanting to make sure that Elle would be safe, sent me into my rage, and on instinct, I killed my way to the marshal.

“Well, whatever happened to you. It was kind of scary. But also a little hot.” She blushed slightly.

“I do know that I would never hurt you when I’m in that state.”

“I know, you go like that to protect me. I appreciate it greatly, more than you know. I love you, Fen.”

We kissed passionately. She broke the kiss to whisper in my ear lustfully.

“As I promised, hero. We’re both alive. So tonight, you get to fuck my ass.”