An axe chopped into his neck, silencing him forever. xvideo Volleys of arrows had decimated the crews of most of the enemy vessels. Silence reigned, broken only by the cacophony of cries and screams from hundreds of wounded. A blooded veteran was on her knees, babbling feverishly and holding her hands to her mutilated breasts, a single arrow from the side piercing both golden orbs. The sight that befell them sent chills down many a spine. A brave warleader stayed behind with his troops, urging them to fight on despite the overwhelming odds. Torstein alone appreciated the irony that not two weeks ago, he had charged along this same route as he assaulted Zavala.
