"H-halt!" an aging guardsman said as he rushed to position himself between the guests and the terrifying figure in crimson armor who had just shattered the doors to the great hall. Only two of his companions stepped forward with him after seeing their barricade destroyed in a single blow, but the guardsman couldn't bring himself to look away from the skull-like visage of the Crimson Knight's visor long enough to berate his remaining men into joining him.
"Run!"
"Out of my way, wench!"
"Aaaaa!"
Chaos enveloped the great hall as several guests rushed toward the side door that servants used to bring food from the kitchens, pressing up against each other as they crowded into the narrow passageway. Some pushed and shoved, others bodily flung servants aside in their haste to reach what now looked like the only path to escaping this nightmare.
