𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒 [chronicles of narnia]

8

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THE STARS TWINKLED above the Narnians as they stood on the outskirts of the forest awaiting their cue. Eliza was standing ahead of her troops, her eyes peeled on the castle in front of them. Edmund was presumably already inside, while Peter, Susan and Caspian would drop in moments later.

A flash of light blinked in the distance, Eliza raised her sword, making the troops walk closer to the castles boundaries. Her heart raced as they walked forward, all of them set on invading the castle. A few of them had complained about the girl leading their group, as she'd been so reluctant about coming and attacking Telmar.

A soft breeze weaved it's way through the Narnians, as they walked steadily, picking up the pace a small bit. They stopped on the opposite side of the drawbridge, where distant sounds of yelling echoed all around them.

"Cmon Peter, Come on." Eliza murmured, shifting her sword in her hand as she prepared for attack. Finally, a bright light from Elizas twins torch turned on, and flashed directly at the Narnians. Glenstorm shouted loudly and the Narnians surged forward into the castle. A minotaur used his horns to smash through the first gate, Eliza ran in the middle of the troops on a centaurs back, as The Narnians charged past Peter, Susan, and Caspian.

Eliza wielded her weapon and jumped from the centaur, "For Narnia!!" Peter screeched, as The Narnians charge through the courtyard, and began to fight. Eliza yelled and rushed forward, slashing at any incoming attackers, strands of the girls hair whipped around her face as she furiously began to slash at the incoming army.

A loud thud beside her, made her flinch as she turned to see a satyr fallen to the ground, blood dripping from his head, his body oddly positioned. Eliza shook her head and her desperate eyes met Peters for the first time, the girl shook her head as Peter worriedly glanced at the closing gates.

The Minotaur from earlier ran forward and stood under the gate, keeping it open. Eliza gulped and continued to hack away at the Telmarines. "Fall back! Retreat!" Peter shouted, as he ran around telling all the Narnians to retreat. Eliza ignored his calls and continued to battle a very persistent Telmarine.

Eliza spotted Susan getting picked up by Glenstorm as Peter ushered more people out, his eyes scanning the crowd to look for his sister. Eliza was suddenly knocked to the floor, her head knocking hard against the cold concrete, a Telmarine pointed his sword at her throat but was soon stabbed by a satyr who offered her a hand up.

The girl turned just in time to see the Minotaur collapse onto the ground, as Peter barely made it out. Eliza's heart dropped and it was like time froze. She lurched forward, her mouth open in shock while she pushed through the crowds of the many Narnians that had been trapped inside by the gate.

Eliza knew it. She knew this plan wouldn't work- and now she'd have to pay the consequences. She pushed to the front of the gates, many Narnians gasping that their Queen has been left behind in the courtyard. Eliza's lip quivered and tears were brought to her eyes, when she locked eyes once more with Peter.

Susan seemingly was screaming something, but the sound was soon drowned out by her older brother . "ELIZA!" Peter screamed, his horse bucking. The drawbridge was beginning to raise and Caspian and Susan had already made it across.

"GO PETER!" Eliza yelled, a single tear leaking from her eye. Peter shook is head in disbelief at the girl, "PETER! GO, BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!" Eliza put on a brave face and nodded at her older brother as he turned and rode away.

Eliza turned away from the gate as the whistling of incoming arrows raced towards them. The girl drew her sword and dug it into the ground in front of her, kneeling as Narnians fell all around her. Eliza looked up to the sky with tears eyes "Aslan, take care of them- take care of the fallen men. For Aslan."

An arrow shot from the crossbow, hurtling through the crowds, and embedded itself in Eliza's stomach. The girl gasped, and held her stomach as she fell to the concrete floor. A throbbing sensation filled her body and mind, numbing the girl as the remaining Narnians fell. Eliza whimpered in pain, as blood seeped through her armour, her vision spotted black.

The girl tilted her head slightly and out of the corner of her eye, the flash of a golden mane relaxed the girl as she closed her eyes, embracing the darkness.

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It's short but eh-
Can I hear dRaMA?!
Eliza finna be ded.

Love y'all,