PS: When you thought I had dropped it, I didn't. This is also a kind of dropping! (manual humor)
The storm raged, with hail the size of eggs wreaking havoc in the air. Earl Ocasen cursed this damned weather as he and his subordinates hid under a tree that was not very tall.
The attendants had already given Earl Ocasen the best spot, and the earl, with a gray and battered appearance, hid among the close attendants. The incoming hail smashed directly onto his armor, scraping off a large chunk of the gold lacquer. Ocasen was heartbroken as the gold lacquer on the armor was forged from melted gold! It would cost quite a bit of gold to restore this set of armor again!
"Thud~ Thud~ Thud!" Dull thuds repeatedly sounded on the shield raised by the close attendants. The hail collided with the shield surface as if they were stone pellets, attacking these knights and their squires. Many knights, unable to dodge in time, were even hit by the hail, making them dizzy and lightly injured.
