He reaches the chandelier and swiftly cuts it with Arcell causing it to fall to the ground and kill a couple more Guardians... Unlike in the game where their numbers were in double digits, here there seem to be hundreds of them... More keep coming out from hiding places and a.s.sisting with the ranged a.s.sault, occasionally a brave one tries to attack him on the rafters before being kicked off or instantly killed. They are skilled, but they haven't gone through the trials that Reima has, they seem to have a simple form of martial arts, small twists of the blades, spins and flips to disorient their opponent... Perhaps if they were taught a proper discipline they might be better suited to fighting him. He dodges a couple move daggers before sprinting to the end of the room which seems to hold a giant statue of Gwynevere and two silver knights, he drops off the rafters and lands onto a Painting Guarding who was mid throw, his foot crushes it's skull due to it wearing basically no armour. The Three other Guardians surround him and try to stab at him, Reima draws his Steel sword from his back and dual wields it with Arcell in his right hand. He blocks two swords with his own before kicking the third guardian away causing it to stumble backwards, he then shoves the two others with his blades before performing a pirouette while slas.h.i.+ng the two closest to him. They go down with red trails across their necks, the last one tries to cartwheel towards him and slash but is stopped when Reima catches it's hand after storing Arcell and crushes it with his strength alone. The Guarding gives weak punches to his chest that doesn't hurt him at all, Reima laughs and headb.u.t.ts it as hard as he can, shattering it's face and spine from the impact. The balcony is clear as the only way up to his position is via the rotating walkway that is currently unavailable to them.

Reima walks out of the large building and steps onto the tiled path that leads to the rotating walkway and jogs to the large revolving lever, he gets a strong grip and starts pus.h.i.+ng against it, it squeaks as if it's a rusty gear but he easily turns the walkway, it lowers and connects the path so he can access the main palace that contains Gwnevere, the lord vessel and the two true G.o.ds of this land... Ornstein and Smough. Reima shakes his head from the memories that border on PTSD, he has gooseb.u.mps due to him remembers how many times he had actually died to the duo... He prepares to push againt the lever while trying to forget that part of his past life. Reima turns the walkway again while casually ignoring the monstrous screeching of the Gargoyle that isn't able to reach him. The walkway reaches the bottom and almost sixty Painting Guardians start streaming through the small door of the palace to attack him... He sends a regular Soul Spear at them which does devastating damage due to their formation, almost twenty five are instantly killed as the rest continue sprinting at him. He gets Arcell and his Steel sword ready by enchanting them both with Crystal, he slashes his first attacker in two while deflecting a dagger with his other sword, he backs up to avoid a lunging stab before flick kicking the offending Guardian in the face, it falls on it's back knocked out or dead from the impact. The others surround him and Reima starts making use of his blink ability... He blinks behind one and stabs it, vanis.h.i.+ng before the others can counter attack before repeating this a couple more times... Blinking so many times in such short succession is tiring but he continues this until most of them are dead or critically injured, they don't seem to be able to predict or counter attack him in anyway as their numbers are reduced to a couple men. The few remaining look at him without fear, and continue their a.s.sault Reima crosses both blades during a strike, cutting an X into it's flesh before using a reverse grip to block the last two men left. After blocking them he twists and flicks his swords, cutting the wrists of his attackers before sweeping his swords across their throats, ending their lives.

Reima "Haah!" He pants as he's surrounded by a large amount of corpses, small white orbs floats above some. He wipes the sweat from his brow before sipping his Estus to heal the minor nicks he had taken in the fight... Despite his ma.s.sive strength and speed advantages against them, their numbers were definitely intimidating... The fact that their bodies have remained means that they aren't undead either... After resting for a while Reima stands and collects all of the dropped loot from the Guardians, a few Painting Guardian swords that look like curved swords with thick square points... Reima doesn't know the point of such a weapon design but he stores them anyway, he also finds a s.h.i.+t-ton of throwing daggers.

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Reima "I wonder why so many people are needed to guard a painting? It's not like she is trying to escape is it?"