Battle ( part one)

He breaths in the humid air
Ashes of the fallen
Lay dead at his feet
His sword
Held tight in his fist
He waits
His mind clear
Gazed focused
Body tense
Here they come
Savages
Monsters
Hells creation
They step out of the dark
Faceless beast
Claws razor sharp
Ready to tear mans flesh
Canine drip with innocent blood
Ready or not
Here they come.