"The city of Lus was sacked," Dekres shrugs, "we had no warning and no hope." He turns his face away from Rinus, staring idly at the refugees.
"Those lucky enough to survive the initial attack fled into the mountains outside of Lus, for the past five or so days, we have fled like animals, constantly chased by those...brutes," he spits.
"Last night, for our final push, the rest of the unit," he raises his arm, motioning to the other surviving soldiers, as if to clarify the point, "stood, in vain I assume, against the horde...we four and the twenty odd survivors are all that remains of that group."
Dek returns his gaze to Rinus, "what, may I ask, happened to Highburn?"
"Those lucky enough to survive the initial attack fled into the mountains outside of Lus, for the past five or so days, we have fled like animals, constantly chased by those...brutes," he spits.
"Last night, for our final push, the rest of the unit," he raises his arm, motioning to the other surviving soldiers, as if to clarify the point, "stood, in vain I assume, against the horde...we four and the twenty odd survivors are all that remains of that group."
Dek returns his gaze to Rinus, "what, may I ask, happened to Highburn?"
Bleh, not my best writing ever, but I'm just off a 7 hour shift and I needed to post >.> Hopefully my writing gets better again the more I get into it.