Shadow the Hedgehog

"I'd appreciate it the help. They can't be far." ----' "And it wasn't immune to cavalry either. Or elephants...."

"Don't start without me, I'll be back in a couple of minutes." ---- "Neither do I. But a tight formation is suicide against large missiles like that."

Zamy returned to the centre then something dawned on her. "I didn't install the chips for the others." ----- "Well no, but they wouldn't use it against siege weapons."

"That's a relief." ----- "Yeah. This 'testudo' meant they were protected from archers and such from all sides."

Zamy saw the ball go in before running over to Miles. "Are you OK?" ----- "They weren't usually worn in battle. And their shield wall was pretty good at blocking arrows."

Zamy kicked the ball as hard as she could into the wall, the angle it bounced at setting it on course for the goal. ---- Hope giggled. "Somehow I doubt that. Ok, it says here it was a more ceremonial of distinguishing rank."

"I don't doubt that. It's mainly the brush that looks odd."

"Those are some odd looking helmets."

Zamy moved forward to keep Anna covered. ---- "Ok, I'll keep an eye out for you as well. Ok we're here."

"I'm sure they aren't."

"Geez she just bumped into you, you stuck up idiot," muttered Hope. "I was trying to cover for you."

Hope pulled Melody away from the person. "Sorry! My sister's a little clumsy."

"If there is it's lost on me."

"Ah well. It's still a neat name."

"I'll give you that, though Mobian is pretty weird. Who came up with that?"

"You're gonna have a field day with these names," laughed Hope.

Zamy moved around the gym, trying to keep Miles occupied." ----- "It was in that book we were looking at. Where to next, the Romans?"

Zamy booted the ball to Anna as hard as she could to get it there quicky. ---- "No. Especially when the clergy got too powerful. But that's over a rhousand years after the Egyptians."

Zamy nodded and set the ball up in the centre for her kick off. ---- "It was to keep people in line for a while."

"Ok. Let's do this." ---- "I think so. Or you wander the aftetlife forever."

"I think Dylan's movement and speed is a little unnatural. That weird training gives them an unfair advantage. Why not use your 'training' a little bit then? Not too much of course," whispered Zamy. ---- "And your heart was weighed against a feather in the afterlife. If you weren't good enough in life it'd outweigh the feather and your heart would be eaten by the crocodile headed beast in that hieroglyph."

"Anna, huddle," said Zamy, rubbing her head. ---- "Good point," said Hope as she looked at the exhibits and placards. "Good thing you were dead before the embalming process. They put your organs into those jars."

The ball bounced off Zamy's head into the goal as she tried blocking it. ---- "Great idea."

"Good idea, we can swing by the gift shop on our way out."

"Exactly. Just me!" said Hope with a giggle.