Weaponless, CapSwell instantly knew why someone should fear the three warriors. Not only did they carry the biggest axes and swords, and bows but they carried with them hope, pride and strength that glows from the cores.
CapSwell's mouth goes dry and before he can gulp down his fear, the three warriors are on top of him. hope's sword comes arcing down on top of our hero, and CapSwell rolls barely getting out of the way. Strength grabs CapSwell and throws him across the field. CapSwell thuds into the dirt and turns to see Pride has his bow pulled taut with two arrows aimed right at him...
I think I'm done for.
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