Six Against an Army

Six swords held aloft ,
Blades of obsidian, ivory
Gold and granite,
With two of sharpened steel.
Forged by men, elves, and demons.
Wielded by heroes, every one.
Pledged to fight the oncoming
Hordes of chaos.
Weapons of last resort,
Hidden away until this dire day.
Fighting not for gain nor glory,
But for freedom,
Which no same man surrenders,
but with his very life.