Chapter 185: DASHA: The Bravest Knight
The moment Dubgall’s Bridge came into view, Dasha Pang understood that something was very wrong.
Dasha left Kilmainham and went north till he encountered River Liffey. After that, it was a matter of going east and reaching the bridge. He expected loud, bloody violence. What he heard instead were the grunts and screams of dozens. A clash hardly reflective of history and the thousands that participated.
Dubgall’s Bridge was where men of Connacht fought the men of Dublin. According to the book of Cogad, one hundred Connachtmen and twenty Dublinmen survived. This was not that. It was as though the Irish had breached the gates of Dublin City before the Dublins were able to amass an army on the bridge and what remained was the chaos of war.
To his left was the river which carried the corpses of both sides. He noted that the Vikings wore mail whereas the Irish did not. To compensate, the Irish and Scottish wielded spears and relied on their numbers advantage. Murchad, son of the High King, was also supposed to be on the bridge, fighting till his last breath. Looking at the bridge, which had no railings, Dasha was able to see the named fighters.
’Murchad is not here.’
Instead, the individuals that remained were supporting minor characters within the Battle of Clontarf. ’Domnall mac Eimín, a Scottish ally of Brian; and Plait, bravest knight of all the foreigners. It was said the two killed each other.’
Domnall and Plait were engaged in fierce combat, weapons hacking at the other’s armour as they forgoed defences. Domnall’s spear managed to pierce Plait’s side, but it wasn’t enough to keep the brave knight down.
The Seven-league Boots gave a spring in his step akin to teleportation. One second, he was walking alongside the river and in the next he was on the bridge. Foundation Establishment (Late Stage) increased all stats by one hundred and fifty points. Strength, resilience, agility, deftness, vitality, magical might, and magical mending, all of it was propelled by both his equipment and his own abilities. Magical energy crackled from every fiber of his being.
The twenty-some warriors engaged in combat froze.
Dasha Pang’s arrival was marked by fire and lightning; by the elements of death.
Thor’s gauntlets, Járngreipr, were intended for the god of lightning. Dasha himself wielded the fire element, yet due to Jack’s mask, darkness was also mixed in. Together, his mana amounted to flickers of black lightning and wisps of maroon fire. Simply speaking caused an echo.