*Hal now found himself in the front rank, he'd been there almost continually since the Heloki attack. He was ashamed to admit he was beggining to feel the strain.*
*Hal stood shoulder to shoulder with an Asier on each side. Their spears stabbing at the dead sith. There were only a hundred left in the formation and Hal could see that everyone was exhausted.
"When you have no way out you keep fighting until you find a way."
Hal remembered one of his father's sayings, just as his killed another Sith the moment he had been dreading came, his spear shattered.
Hal cursed and drew his short sword. Without his spear keeping them at a distance the Sith pressed foward.