Dusts of Avalon - Beastwithin.org

V. S F T“What do you recommend, Merlin?”“e brave knights and defenders of Gaulish lands might be alarmed if yousend all of the knights, but maybe this aa is still weak enough that even asingle knight could thwart the budding aa…”“Sire! Send me, my King!” Lancelot shouted.“Art thou eager to prove thy loyalty now, Sir Lancelot?” Arthur asked.“My loyalty, my dedication to Virtue, but mostly my vow to defend the weak,sire”, Lancelot said. “A great city is besieged by vile enemies. Is vanquishing themnot right, sire?”“And so it shall be, Merlin. Sir Lancelot, friend — I am glad to see your heartis as true as it was in yesteryear. I do not doubt you as I did before, and I shallbelieve you even more than this if you return victorious. I shall send you to thefields of glory and justice. Go, and serve God and the Virtues of old with valour,Knight.”“I shall, sire!” Launcelot shouted.“We are anged men, as you can probably feel in thy body. Do take care ofyour own self, sir Lancelot, and be not uerly foolhardy”, King Arthur said.“Just keep your wits with you, sir Lancelot, and you shall yet return”, Merlinsaid. “Keep in mind what I said millennia ago.”“Hast it truly been millennia?” King Arthur said. “I cannot comprehend it.”“It has, milord.”“God's miracles are most puzzling and grand, Merlin, and thy strange magiceven more so. Now, dear friend, couldst thou explain whatever does this ‘U.T.C.’refer to in mine sight? I need to get mine terms in order.”February 15, 2632, 20:12 UTC“Twelve shots, twelve kills!” Fairwind shouted aer the explosive bullet from herhigh-power precision micro-magcoil rifle had le a giant hole where one plasmabot's processor unit used to be a few moments before. She anged a magazineand and aimed again. A single shot. “One more!”“Good job, Fairwind! Keep murdering them!” Daleworth said. “You can onlyfit so many fuing plasma bots in one carrier!”Fairwind was busy, but there was lile to do for the rest of the company.As long as Fairwind stayed in the cover, she would be able to pi off plasmalauners one by one, making the job for the rest of the infantry significantlyeasier in coming hours when they wouldn't be facing immediate meltdown. Withdozens of snipers working in concert, their locations well concealed and armedwith silent weapons, the Planners would only come to one conclusion, whialso was the solid and sad truth: the snipers were bloody everywhere. ey'd