From the writing of Nalla Mann --Bartender of the Bloody Nall Tavern
The Monks were beginning to push the fighting line back slowly into the room as they climbed over their fallen comrades. They kept surging forward sacrificing the Monks at the front of their mass. Then finally they broke through and began to flood into the room past a few of the men that had fallen to a barrage of stab wounds. The men begin to fall like flies as the large number of Monks simple overwhelmed them. And once a man fell he was viciously stabbed hundreds of times. The Pineappleman was slicing and dicing his way through the mob with a blur of Machete swings hacking away arms and legs as the Monks tried to get close enough to stab him---Meanwhile the remaining men quickly fell to gory deaths. The floor was filled with pools of blood.
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