The time was now. Their could be no more waiting for him, he knew it. All he needed to do was move his hand a foot or two upwards then downwards with speed and courage. Before he could act he reflected on what he had sacrificed to get to this point blood,sweat,family,friends, and all of his earthly possessions. It would not all come to a head, he slowly raised his hand anticipating the moment. Then as his hand was at its apex above his head he yelled with all of his pent up raged spewing forth out of his mouth like magma as it violently turns to lava. Then he thrust it down and screamed so all of the thousands of men lined up behind him to his left and to his right could hear him "Charge!" Thus, the battle was joined. He, Caleb, ran forward with his men towards those that he and his rebellion opposed. He saw them across the plain outnumbering his own men 2 to 1 wearing embroidered dull red leather armor, with the seal of the ------- Empire, a dragon crushing men beneath his feet. Caleb though was unafraid as he reached their lines he drew his sword and frenziedly deflected the many pikes stabbing at him. With a sideways slash of his blade the head of an enemy fell to the ground. Another man tried to slash at his own neck and he quickly parried the blow applying one to the enemy's own stomach ripping a hole through it.He began to cut his way through the enemy lines, no man here was even close to a match to his martial prowess. As he began to create a swatch of death through the ranks of the Rouge legions he found his target, the one who had caused such a blight on his people , Legate Titus Iulius Crassipes. Titus was the one who ventured into his peoples lands with an army of innumerable number to stake claim to the land and people who had lived free for ages in ------------. Now was Caleb's chance to avenge the death of his people he rushed towards Titus knuckles white from his tight grip on his blade. He slayed 3 more men before he reached the back of the line. Things were much more spaced out now he had room the run. Around him was the the outpost of the enemy. He had forced Titus's army back into the outpost in the hopes that he could cleanse it from the land scape. Now that he was so near Titus he could finally allow himself the hope that he could overcome this great enemy. Caleb slowed not he was within seven paces of Titus on his horse in full battle regalia. He was surrounded by his officers who he was barking orders at, they had not even noticed Caleb. In a furry of metal Caleb slashed his sword downwards fatally wounding one officer. Before the others could even react Caleb jammed his sword through an underlings skull drew two daggers from his belt and accurately landed them on the two other officers sitting on horses next to Titus. Titus turned his head now to look at Caleb he showed no emotion on his face at all. He let out a ground saying clearly to Caleb i am not impressed at all. He slowly dismounted his horse as he knew this would be an honorable duel with both participants on equal footing. He drew his sword with one hand and with the other motioned to Caleb to bring it on. Caleb lunged