A devious interrogation
For a day now the General’s scouts were following the Noxian forces through the frost, seeking to find why would they come all the way to Freljord, yet they have failed to come back with anything useful, there was to time to act and Alteron already knew that he would soon have more addition to his eternal army.
He had organized an attack to disorganize the enemy forces, while the Noxian army had a reputation of being the strongest standing military, they now had a weakness, they were out of their ground and Alteron could make a successful attack easily upon with a minor experienced group of men, a good training test for the young warriors as well.
Yet the people he sent proved to not be ready for such a task yet, there training was incomplete, while they managed to cause a major blow to the Noxian forces they have failed their task, as the last of his people fell the man teleported next to the Noxian men with a swift strike with Avalon he struck down three of them, similarly the next followed the same path, one falling after the other, until there was only one left, from his uniform he was chosen to be the only survivor of the group, a captain’s uniform meant that he was the one that would have the information needed to answer his questions.
The young captain was ferocious trying to get the man with his brute force, judging from the potholes that remained upon his fallen people his power wasn’t ordinary, yet his speed betrayed him, with a firm grip he locked the man’s arm to his and with a sudden move he broke the man’s arm completely, while not something permanent it would take more than a few months to recover from that.
Soon after that full plated silver knights arrived at the scene, nothing compared to the people that were sent after them, each one of them reaching the height of two meters, each equipped with a sword and shield bearing the insignia of the blackwood family, all standing like frozen statues awaiting their orders.
With a swift punch at his face the man sent the man unconscious before replying to the rest of his knights.
“Bind and hood this man, get him back to the castle for questioning and await for further orders.” With that two of his men bound the man and placed him upon a horse to bring him at the keep.
“ The rest of you scout the area, there have to be more of them, I want them found and executed, none shall survive and inform the rest of what happened here.”
With that a full group began searching for survivors of the Noxian group, if there was anyone else out there.
Yet the General was not done, using the dark arts of necromancy he reanimated the lifeless warriors, both the Noxian and the younglings that died to that battle, their screams echoing around the area, as they were forcefully returned to this world once more, their minds bounded to serve him.
The Young Captain would find his self, hours later forcefully waken up at an interrogation chamber, bounded upon a rather uncomfortable chair with two masked people watching over him like the crows look at their future meal.
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