"FOR THE TRUE LORD!" Came a cry from the trees.
"...the hell?" Danny said, and looked over his shoulder. Storming from the cover of the forest, in a hailstorm of noise and bad intentions, there was what appeared to be a troupe of knights.
"Knights? Already? Seriously?" Ozzy asked.
"It would appear so," Grimm replied.
The knights themselves were clad in armour that gleamed silver in patches, as if they'd gone for quite some time without being washed and the shiny parts were fighting for stage time against the dirty parts. Their swords were several feet long and being brandished above their heads like Olympic torches, and many of them held wooden shields across their torsos.
"Hey, it's the fight scene! Cool!" Danny said. He instantly grew himself a thick, black exoskeleton and charged towards the attackers.
"Wait!" He yelled suddenly, and held out a steadying hand to his teammates.
"Maybe they just want to talk. Let's try diplomacy," Danny said with mock seriousness.
"DIE, INVADING SCUM!" Shouted the knight who led the pack, and he smacked his sword against his shield threateningly.
"FINALLY! BATTLE!" Shouted Mason Templar.
"Right. So that's how pointless this scene is going to be, then," Ozzy said.
Danny sprinted forwards to meet his opponents, brandishing huge claws on each hand. He tackled one of them in the midsection, sending them both sprawling to the ground and managing to knock over two more of the armour-clad men in the process. Danny smacked his claws ineffectually against the chain mail across the chest of the man he had tackled, and screamed in frustration. He felt another man's sword strike him in the back. He paid no notice as the sword slipped off the sleek exoskeleton without doing any damage.
Danny's claws slipped through the top of the chainmail, where it met the man's helmet. He felt the soft flesh of the man's neck give way and blood spurted out. Some struck Danny in the face.
"Ha!" He yelled.
Another knight rose his sword high above himself and aimed it at Danny.
"Well, you can try..." Danny said.
The knight never got a chance to strike, as Brianna rocketed down from the sky and bowled him completely off his feet.
"This might make me a bad person... but I found that really hot," Danny added.
Brianna kept going into the sky, clutching the man she'd grabbed for the first few feet. His weight soon proved difficult to carry and maintain speed, so she dropped him on top of one of his comrades. They both fell to the ground, dazed.
"Cool," She said.
"WINGED HARLOT!" Another knight yelled at her, brandishing his sword at the air.
"Hey!" Came a voice from behind him. The knight turned around to find Ozzy Baxter's fist coming straight at his face.
"You couldn't even get one o' them helmets with the face bit? I mean, look at you. You're unconscious now. You're like Batman versus a criminal with a gun. Just aim for the bloody face!" Ozzy yelled, then felt a sword deflect off his shoulder.
"Oh, that's right, I'm in a fight. Lengthy pieces of dialogue just don't work in this setting. Sure, they can sound cool, but when you think about how a fight would go realistically, you just wouldn't have time to crap on about this sort of thing..."
Ozzy soon realised the irony inherent in the last paragraph. So he shut the hell up and punched this second opponent in the face. He heard the sound of splintering wood to his left, and spun around to investigate. He found Grimm dropping his axe into the centre of a man's shield, breaking it into countless tiny pieces.
Grimm grabbed his opponent by the neck, and threw him backwards. The man landed awkwardly on his neck, and didn't get up again.
"DEMON! SKULL FACED DEMON!" Another man yelled.
"WANKER! STUPID HEADED WANKER!" Grimm yelled, and knocked the man unconscious with the side of his axe.
