foloowed by 5 men clad in leather armour Baen bounds through tree tops he raises his hand first two fingers raise. a signal. the men come up to him and see a camp sit. 24 men...extra 12 on sentry 2 at 2 o'clock 2 at 4 and so on.
his men draw their bolts as Baen leaps gracefully leaps down the tree teh arm tehir cross bows and Baen hears anoptehr team of his 100 metres to his right.
he smiles and starts walking up to two sentried directly. they yell at him
halt! we will fire on you
grinning at them he smiles and removes his helmet revealing his ears
how about...no
in the corner of his eye he see sone of his men look at him incredulously as another two men join the sentries they weild bows with quivers of thrity arrows. they arm up and point at Baen. he manages to see teh section tehy are assaulting. they aren't ready he thinks to himself they dont know the damage i could myself...
they raise their weapons
LAST WARNING!
go for it
see if anything can get through my skin yet...
a volley of arrows fly at Baen but he makes no attempt to dodge. all but one freeze in mid air with a slight grren shimemring around each arrow. teh one arrow hits his shoulder and teh point sparks on contact with his steely skin. the small missil then snaps and bounces off him
the missiles in the air disintegrate as Baen draws his sword and he remembers the words the old hag cursed him with
"when something other than an Elf sword pierces your skin is the day you die...till that time you shall not die you shall not age but you shll watch those you love wilt and disappear in the whispers of the air"
the emerald blade shines as he suddenly shoots forward and kills the four in a few seconds. he palm stretches out to the rest of the section and green glittering beams shoot from his palm all over the area bringing up explosions where they connect to the earthen ground. soon the entire camp is littered with flames and the enemy mostly defeated. with a lone mental command Baen orders his mean to charge into the are and kill those that remain.
he sighs and starst looking for anythign that could be of use as his men kill teh remainers. one of them one he has grown to like as a friend comes up to him and holds his shoulder Baen looks at him and the look in his eyes tell the soldier not to bother