“- Ok, We´re eating zombies for dinner last days, it will be fun to kick some skeleton boned asses - said Maldrin when Lord Felighera asked him for help. - and where did you said that those nasty undeads come from?

- Do you remember the arrested ghoul? In the cemetery? Actually he was cursing some of the tombs, and now four mummies and a bunch of skeletons are scaring peasants. - answered Felighera with his anxious voice.

- Well, well, well. Then, Let´s do it.

The match started really fine for us. The fresh corpses of the thro-ras wasn´t capable of picking a ball, and with fast movements some elves run forward to cover the ball. "These guys start to look like a real team". Maldrin was taking real control of the team, and his precise orders was fulfilled perfectly. Alaster caught the ball easily and the endzone was just in front of him without opponents between him and the first TD. The crowd roared as he run, and plenty of healthy and joy, Tolomand made a real brutal block, as a result of it a thro-ra was Killed. "Hehe, one less for today." Maldrin´s relaxes in the bench. The match was looking really easy. "Khemryans are slow and clumsy, and they can´t do anything against us, even less with just 10 players". As he was thinking, the thro-ra started to rebuild itself. Elves was looking in astonishment as the opponents run to the field again.

- Oh, no... This is gonna be harder than we thought. Take care of your back guys!

Mummies started to throw their bandaged punches everywhere, and the Kings was all knocked down. When they got up, another punch hit them again, and then it happens. Another death. A creak, and the apoth running. Luckily he bought a health potion in tha local market, that revived Alascher. "Maybe this is your last life lad" - Said the Apothecary - "Try to be more carefully next time"

The match was tied by the time. But the second half became a hell for the undeads. The elves run through skels files out of mummy range, and when Merinal was near the Endzone, a killer frenzy caught elves minds. A cracked waist, and a badly hurt Skel faced the match into Elven side, and even more with the second TD.

Outnumbered and outrun, the only thing that Mummies could do was look how the elves managed to steal the ball from thro-ras hands, and score the 3rd TD.

"Third undead race beated. But... Vampires... They´re powerful and fast. even more than we are. Let´s demonstrate that we are useful for more than scoring a few TDs against a bunch of slow bones..."

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A great game of Alvado, even with the worst luck I´ve seen from long time ago. Wish you better luck in next matches, and hope to face you again mate!



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