Chapter 28. - Freaked out. Percival's P.O.V. Part 3.

This was it!! I was going to die, stood here surrounded by corpses and completely weapon less. This was not good. A few corpses came towards me now that they sensed I was unarmed; I punched them in the face. Knocking them flying backwards, but covering my hand in rotten mulchy flesh. ‘Gross!’ I thought as I shook my fist sending the flesh flying everywhere.

I don’t know why but I just suddenly thought of what Arthur had said, during the battle to win back Camelot from Morgana, Morgause and the immortal army: ‘If we’re going to go down, we’ll go down fighting!!! For the love of Camelot!!!!’ I turned my head towards the corpses, clenching my fists. “If I’m going to go down, I’ll go down fighting!!!! For the love of Camelot!!!!” I yelled, punching even more corpses. George smirked at my efforts at first, but he soon began to make his forces retreat as I got closer and closer to him. I smiled triumphantly, as the last of the corpses took off away from my fiery fists of fury.