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Beware the third charge …

“To my brother!” Gelimer cried to his men “Protect him at all costs”

His cavalry galloped forward, scattering Romans in every direction The Vandal warriors were superior horse the eneiant of a man

The two fought bitterly, their swords clashing The giant thrust his blade at Tzazon but ht himself, but Tzazon drove his sword into his ene hiround, his sword fell froh his Vandal Army had the upper hand

Even Tzazonfor the next Roht of Geli out, “Hail to the King!”

Behind hi his sword

“Tzazon,” Gelimer shouted

Tzazon reined his horse around Too late The giant’s sword arced toward hi his side between the plates of his ariant thrust again, then pulled the blade frorasp He clutched his wound, staring at the blood His horse, sensing the change in hishim from the saddle

“Tzazon,” Gelith surged through Gelimer’s veins He slashed at every Roiant leered when he saw Geliht it crashing down on Tzazon’s neck

Gelied faster, driving his sword into the giant’s chest, watching as he sturound

Geli at his brother’s fallen body The battle raged on around him The sounds dimmed, the world darkened

“My Lord,” Euric called “We need orders”

Geli

“My King,” Euric grabbed him by his shoulder “Your men await your orders”

“All that is left is shadow …” He dropped to his knees The battlefield was littered with the Vandal dead His led to breathe “Tzazon …”