Thunk, thunk...

A battle axe cleaved through a magic knight’s breastplate as his spear skewered the player who had hit him. Both corpses toppled from their mounts and fell into the blood pooling beneath their feet.

A ray of morning light peeked out from the eastern horizon, illuminating the savage battlefield.

The scent of fresh blood was thick in the air and some of our players started to retch and gag at the smell of it. A tattered banner was swaying in the wind as it peeked out of the corpse-filled forest. It was full of tears and holes made from swords and spears and the bannerman holding it had already been killed. Both man and mount had been transfixed to the wall in a savage display of violence.

When guilds warred against one another, every guild would bring a banner to battle. Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls also had a banner, and it was currently wedged into the barding covering the back of Gui Guzi’s warhorse. It wobbled unsteadily in the air as Gui Guzi urged his mount forward.

……

Shunk!

Sparks flew out from Candlelight Shadow’s blade as he shoved it into the ground. He reached out and pulled Candle Dragon’s banner from the ground before raising it high in the air and yelling, "We can’t hold the defensive line anymore! Everyone, it’s time to fall back to Immortality City’s second line of defense! We’ll rebuild our defensive formation...