***Disclaimer**** This is not my work, This is the work of Captius. I Am simply reposting. If you like this Captius has rewritten this series from incision and reposted elsewhere.

Now that that is out of the way, I 'm reposting this series because I truly loved it and it can no longer be found unless you have the flop sources. I want everyone to be able to enjoy it and say it so I am sharing it again. If you have any authors from this quite a little that can not be found anymore, I might be able to find their work and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal series, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost near of the original work of Ka Hmnd.
Without further wait, I give you the legerdemain of the Eternal series.

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Eternal Awakening
Prologue :


In a human beings filled with fire external respiration dragons, mightily magic, magnate, and castles, a war had been raging for nearly thirty years. It was the most terrible war in the history of this magnificent land and many proud and noble the great unwashed had lost their lives due to the combat. This was no average war, centered over a dispute, or atomic number 79, or even bed. No, this war had no reason and that 's what made it so dire. A dark evil swept over the largest Continent of the domain and plunged everything it touched into destruction. There seemed to be no end to the conflict in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the figurehead lines of this war and had been doing as such for their stallion adult lifetime. When the war broke out the eldest of the mathematical group, Prince of a small nation at the center of the continent and successor to the throne, had only been nineteen. This group of heroes did n't agitate for accolade, or aura ; no, they fought to rectify the ill-timed they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one misapprehension and one mistake only. And the system of weights of that mistake hung lumbering on their shoulders as they fought desperately to push this darkness back to the abysm it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, mere students learning the ways of legerdemain, they had been blessed to throw the stiff mage to ever walk the land as their master. He was an eccentric and odd older man who many had said was beyond his blossom. Even in his fall years though he held more magic in his vena than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the deity salvia. A name he took too literally.

When the Prince, his cousin, and their best booster came to take under him they learned more in a day than most citizenry did in a class. Everything seemed to good to be true. Sadly, sentence would prove that was just the showcase. For one day the passkey challenged his educatee to a competition, to see if they were just as warm as he was in order to claim the title of respect of being his educatee and crown a new master. It was this challenge that would shift the fortune of the worldly concern forever. Their task : to violate the attachment of mortal men and title immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a dangerous experiment before in the account of the Earth, and for practiced intellect. legerdemain was powerful, but not that sinewy. When someone tried to use more than he should the side effects could be ruinous. However, these student were not simple peasants. Their lineage traced back to the showtime mages to ever walk the land and that immense top executive ran through their parentage. Even at such a Cy Young age, the three heroes were some of the most mighty mages to dwell ; besides their master of course.

The task they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in secret away from one another. Only one of them could graduate as a new maestro and all of them wanted that esteemed deed of conveyance. The Prince and his full cousin were so blinded by the prospect of living forever and gaining that championship that they were lost in their destination. Neither of them stopped to cerebrate that what they were doing was wrong. How could they ? They were still young and naive. Their easily Friend however, well he saw the peril lurking behind this trial but was powerless to hold on what was about to happen.

It turned out that it had n't just been a contest between the three Quaker ; their schoolmaster was also working on his own solution as well. His knowledge, office, and experience dealing with the most powerful types of conjuration known to man gave him a secure edge and before any of the others had even begun to tinker with the idea, he had already mastered it. None of his bookman would calibrate with the statute title of the new sea captain. The immortal salvia would always be the one true master, for all of eternity.

Or, at least, that 's what he expected. But truthful to the youngest school-age child fears, the magic and spells his master used to infuse himself with never ending life back fired. So very much witching zip was released in the resulting explosion that virtually of the capital letter city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an moment. The Immortal sage had survived however. To be more exact, his consistency had survived but his psyche was long gone ; corrupted by the iniquity illusion he had unwittingly used to grant his wish. What was left behind was a being of pure instinct, consisting entirely of magic and the need to bung. The alone affair that could whet it 's thirst was the magic of every life being on the planet.

Thus started this brutal war. One mistake, one petty pillow slip up had plunged the world into the Inferno of netherworld and only three mass knew the verity of it. Only three hoi polloi could remain firm up against their old master and stop him once and for all. 30 plus long time had passed though and the combined United States Army of man and the nighttime ELF could do zero to block off the cattle farm of darkness.

Over the age of alimentation and growing potent, the entity had gained intelligence as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the brain of its host body. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the wight of pure magic began to use others to find its goal of devouring all magic in existence. Weak willed men and charwoman who got too fold were driven mad by the powerful charming emanating from the monsters body and it found that it could mould their mind so that they would become its slaves. It even kept around right mage 's that had fallen to its awing power and created an USA to struggle off its foe. In XX five age more than ninety percent of the continent had fallen before the beast and the immix U. S. Army of man and the dark elves had little hope of continuing to fight. They were now on the verge of obliteration.

Only the three brave and troubled hoagie stood improbable and fought on.



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the first step flaps of his diminished tent and gazed out on the coke covered demesne. Winter had come early this twelvemonth and a chilling wind tore through the minor armed services clique, tossing coal from the fire pits into the air and chilling every person to the osseous tissue. It was going to be a heavily winter as nigh of the food had been depleted and his armies were on the brink of starvation. If something was n't done soon they would n't see another spring.

This war had cost everyone dearly, but they had no choice but to keep fighting. They stood on the edge of fat body politic filled with urban center, towns, small town, and valued farmland. If they took another step back things would only get unsound than they already were. They were in desperate need of a flounder victory now and one of the last continue Kings, his Best ally 's father, had tasked Roku and his two Friend with getting that victory.

Many believed it was impossible, that their enemy and it 's many slave were just too potent to stand against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty years though. All of his zip, blood, fret, and binge had been for this day and it was about to get through on him. He knew what he had to do, knew what was needed of him and he would not shrink under that province. He was not fighting to save the globe though. No, that was too much to put on one person alone. Roku was only trying to right a fault he had made as a child and fix the problems it had caused. He knew that 's all his life was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a Sweet yet annoyed distaff vox sighed from encourage back in the tent, 'It 's getting cold in here, so close the flap and get under the mantle, general .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the flutter, tying it tightly so the winding would n't shove along it open once more. He turned back to the origin of the voice and gazed upon the beautiful cleaning lady who lay naked in his bed, her long cinnamon brown hair hanging over her shoulder and a apprehensive tone in her sonant brown eyes. She was a ikon of beauty and made Roku 's center skip a beat every time he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a smile and took a few measure closer to the charwoman. Her name was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, younger baby to his outdo friend, the crown Prince of Alysia. However, they were siblings without a country, as it had fallen eight year ago and they sought asylum in the iniquity Elves land.

'What do you consider my chum would do if he knew I had snuck away from the capital to come to this camp on the forepart lines ?'Celia asked with a twinkle in her eye. She was known for her disobedience, all the more validation for why she was in his bed and naked as the day as she was born.

'Lecture you lightly and then send you back home with three dozen guards. Wales has always been too delicate on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her head in agreement.

'What about my father ?'

'He would also reach indisputable you got back to the upper-case letter, but with double the guards and a full laurels sentry go. If he knew why you had come and where you had spent the night however, well let 's just say I would n't see the light of another day .'

'Then it 's best he does n't get it on you were involved, right ?'she teased and swung the covers off her body to reveal her magnificent body that always tempted him.

'Can I count on you to keep my hidden, Princess ?'

'How many metre do I have to ask you ? Stop calling me Princess !'

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his calloused manpower over Celia 's smooth body, causing her to shiver from the cold. 'If I get caught and your father has the guards arrest me, I want him to at least know that I was observing some royal protocol, even if I am about to snap off about a one thousand others .'

'Calling me by my proper form of address is n't going to make up for the one C prison term we have laid together, superior general Roku .'

Celia wrapped her implements of war around Roku 's neck opening and pulled him down until their consistence were pressed tightly together, his long night robe opening night in the nominal head slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her tender lips up to meet his chapped one and kissed him passionately, allowing the heat of their combined physical structure to warm her up once more. Roku wrapped his own limb around Celia 's back and rolled her on to her side in the Same moment she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's voiceless and yet supple nipple pressed into Roku 's chest of drawers and he relished the feeling as he felt a undulation of both pleasure and power rush through his consistence. This truly was the scoop way to recharge his physical structure and judgement for battle. He would never tell Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the tongue that had suddenly slipped into his mouth and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's consistency shudder under the attention. It amazed him sometimes just how many sensitive berth Celia had on her body, but it made it all the best to tinge and play with.

His lovers mitt snaked its way between their bodies and gently grabbed a hold of his already shake unvoiced phallus, her finger gripping it around the radix stiffly and beginning to run up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an keen tone but it seemed both of them were through with the foreplay as they both brought their articulatio coxae together and Celia lined the tip of his foreland up with her wet opening, the heat of her fair sex enveloping him. The last metre they had been together like this had been six calendar month ago and it was apparent they both needed a quick dismission. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to battle the next cockcrow. Neither of them wanted to ware their time on the more mundane side of sex.

Roku began to slowly apply air pressure, his strong cock pressing thick and deeper into Celia 's folds as she let out a soft moan and had to violate their kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as more and more of him slipped into her consistence and the hands that were now wrapped around his back were digging their nails into his piano shape. The bantam sum of money of infliction only added to the touch of closeness and Roku began to fully engross himself in this gorgeous royal.

'Go ahead ,'Celia whispered as she was filled entirely by him, her lips grazing his earlobe as they moved.

'Your chum 's tent is right next to us, are you for sure you can keep it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of headache about being caught crept into his wear down mind. Celia simply nodded into his articulatio humeri and tightened her clench on his back, pressing her rather large titty into his chiseled chest further.

Roku did n't need any Thomas More goad than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her pie-eyed jam, the touch of her muscles gripping his member causing a shiver of everlasting pleasure to run up his spine. Celia was a rather minuscule girl in stature, and besides her breasts, the rest of her body was fairly squeeze. Roku loved the feel of being squeezed on all face more than than anything else in the world and not even the rushing of power his legerdemain washed over him in combat could compare. It was a pretty close indorsement though.

'A ... a minuscule ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her voice down l she wake her over protective brother in the next tent over. Roku grabbed the younger woman by the hips and began to move his own at a faster pace, keeping it steady as she moaned and groaned with each thrust. Her nails had broken the skin on his backbone already and he could feel small dribble of bloodline dribbling down his flesh, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the huge pleasure Celia was providing him.

The feeling of tension right hand before an outbreak was already beginning to well up in the pit of his tum and his ballock had tightened in anticipation as he continued to push his heavily pecker in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling flower, her succus causing a pleasant sloshing noise each time. It had been too hanker since his conclusion going that Roku was n't going to last much longer, and he cursed his body for being so overzealous. He had been hoping that tonight he could make this stopping point a lot retentive than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that vista though as Celia 's muscleman inside her pussy began to throb around his cock, each poke he made making it more and more marked. Her moans had been getting louder with each forceful entry and she buried her face in his berm, clamping her teeth around his skin in an endeavour to halt the strong strait coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the first gear few layers of skin with her sharply teeth, threatening to make him to bleed even more than he already was.

Roku 's own moan now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his lip shut as his rooster pounded in and out of her overflowing dear pot, the wet slapping noise ringing through the coldness air. He was really close to the edge now but before he could fully reach it, Celia tightened every muscle in her consistency and groaned loudly into his shoulder, her teeth finally breaking the last barrier of skin on his articulatio humeri. Her pussy vibrated around him, clamping down with so often force he found his drift impeded. It was enough stimulation though and as Celia continued to groan and writhe on him his own body seized up and he unleashed his seed deep into the woman 's womb, filling her up to the brim.

As their orgasms subsided slowly and some of his semen dribbled out from their Union, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her body. He let the heat of their erotic love making wash over his sore and tired body and tried to memorize every slight corner and cranny of her. In the vertebral column of his psyche he knew this was one of the best clip of his life history and he always wanted to remember it. No matter what.

After they lay there in each former 's implements of war for a few minutes, Celia moved her fountainhead away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his case. There was a smile on her lips and a misty feeling in her eyes a small-scale amount of his blood dripped from her profuse rim and down her chin. She did n't seem to notice or care though.

'What will suit of us, when this war is over ?'she asked in a quiet down whisper.

'What do you mean ?'Roku asked in return, not quite for sure what Celia meant by that question.

'Will we remain like this ? Or will we ask for more ?'

Roku could try the longing in Celia 's hushed tones and he closed his eyes as he tried to clean out the aright Book. He had been hoping she did n't bring this subject up, it was just too painful to parcel out with that night. But he could n't bequeath her with no answer, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't leave her with a bad answer. He owed her to a greater extent than that.

'When this war is over you will go back to being the Princess of Alysia, a country that will no longer have a need for a General like me. As for us, well ... I will come near your father and ask him for your hand .'

'Really ?'Celia breathed and her eyes suddenly lit up. Roku nodded solemnly and his lover embraced him tighter, wrapping every inch of her torso around his.

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, quietus dragging at both of them from the profoundness of the dark. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was ill-timed. He would end up hurting her in the long run but he could n't abide to make her sad right then. There was too much else going on that was enough to give anyone sad and he did n't require his Word to become one more understanding for this fair sex not to smile. He would protect that grin of hers until his dying breath.



sunup came far too early for Roku 's liking. The sun must have only been up for a few bit when the flap on his tent was opened and soft hands pushed him until he was awake. With bleary eyes and no computer storage of where he was for a few moments, Roku gazed up at the sleek form of one of his best supporter, Lady Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and Cymru and a fellow member of the royal stag Family. Her soft and long straw colored hair hung over her face like a mantle and she wore a grim smile.

'It 's time to get up, sleepyheaded head ,'she said gently and then shook him once more for good measure.

In a fit of sheer panic, Roku jumped out of bed totally bare and turned around, sure as shooting he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceful sleep. Instead he found his bed empty and no trace the Princess had even been there, which was very good. If Monica knew he had slept with her full cousin the dark before she would surely reproof him. That was the kind of soul she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to wheal as well which would only make topic a hundred metre worse.

'What happened to your shoulder joint ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his oculus until he could have out the form of his shoulder. indisputable enough, Celia had left quite the cross and even now it bled a little.

'I was sparring with some of the knight yesterday ,'Roku made up, 'One of them nicked me pretty adept .'

'Always have to prove off your ranking sword skills, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his account. 'You are the strangest mage I have ever known. virtually of us do n't see the need for martial weapon system when we have so practically power at our finger's breadth gratuity .'

Noticing that he was still naked, Roku began to coif in his military uniform in movement of his friend while he answered. 'If someone 's coming at you with a brand and you falter in your conjuration, you 're as good as dead .'

'But you do n't use incantations, do you ? So what 's the gunpoint ?'

'Are you making fun of my magic ?'he asked with a smile and was greeted by one of Monica 's own smiles. 'Just because I ca n't use elemental magic like you and the rest of the mages does n't mean I am a junkie of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a freak of nature, friend .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore berm. 'You are the simply soul in all the man who ca n't use one of the elemental illusion 's but still has Sir Thomas More tycoon than everyone else. To prove how smart you are you even went off and found a new physique of magic that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a moment while Monica helped Roku put on his enceinte plate armor, the weight of the steel cutting deep to his bones as the chill air of the morning crept into his brainiac. Having finished getting his gear on he grabbed his unique sword, forged from the metal of a meteoroid that fell to the ground almost twenty years ago, and tied it to his back.

'Is everyone else ready ?'he asked and Monica nodded.

'All the preparations have been made and everyone is waiting in the valley just like you wanted them to. I was going to rout out before, but Wales asked me to let you sleep a little long. Must be prissy to be best friends with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy camp, the wind instantly cooling his armor down to an unbearable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the makeshift stable area and found their trustworthy steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their bodies. Their mounts had been gifts to the Royal Family from the nighttime ELF big businessman and the three friends were probably the solely humans who could ever drive them. They were large green dragons, the superbia of the Dark Elf Carry Amelia Moore Nation, the only sentient species who could train them.

Roku walked up to his friend and patted the dragon hard on the side of the torso, rubbing his deal over it a moment later. This brilliant beast had gotten him out of more trouble than he could number and the two had bonded in the fires of war. He was truly blessed to give this flying lizard as his admirer and comrade.

'Are you ready, Zygo ?'he asked it and the dragon made a deep speech sound in its throat as it gently tossed its pass back and Forth River in answer. 'Good boy. Then we shall ride .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the large leather saddleback and grabbed the reins in his redress hired man, preferring to keep open his dominant script unloosen jus incase he needed it. With a mollify kick of his blackguard Zygo flapped it 's large annex, creating a swirl of pure lily-white snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was rightfulness behind him and together, on their dragon steeds, they flew head on into the caustic wind and towards the web site of the approaching battle.

LE than ten mo later they were softly falling from the sky, an US Army ten thousand unassailable lined up neatly beneath them at the backtalk of a large valley that would represent legion to bloody fighting. A lone dragon with a regal rider sat at the head of the US Army and that 's where Roku landed, calming his firedrake as the tension filled air made it nervous.

'And the nifty Cuban sandwich superior general finally arrives ,'an definitive vocalism called out through the wind and Roku looked upon the good-looking face of his closemouthed acquaintance, Prince Wales, who sat upon the majuscule dragon Zephyr.

'I humbly apologize for my lateness, Your Highness ,'he spoke and bowed his drumhead in recognition.

'It is too early on in the damn morning for that crap, Roku ! We are on the verge of battle and functionary greetings and titles should be the terminal affair on your mind !'

'Forgive me, Your Almighty-ness ,'he spoke and tried to proceed his interpreter sounding as noble as possible. They both sat there for a moment before breaking out into laughter that even some of the soldiers lined up behind them caught on to.
'It is undecomposed to see you, friend ,'the Prince said happily and Roku returned the opinion. 'Are you ready for today ?'

'Not even close ,'Roku joked and kept the sincerity from his vocalisation, 'but I think I 'll supervise, as I always do .'

'Alright you two, let 's continue the jape to a minimum. The troops can take heed you ,'Monica sighed in frustration as she touched down on the former side of the Prince.

'Come now, cousin-german, we 're just making a minuscule levity. I would n't need the soldiers going into fight without laughing one last clip .'

Monica simply shook her head at her full cousin 's upbeat attitude and fixed her gaze on Roku. Roku shrugged his shoulders, trying to tell her to just let it go, and then looked out over the broad valley that would be pivotal in their hunting expedition. They needed to bear on the enemy back here or take chances losing everything. It would n't be an tardily undertaking, but Roku had a trick up his sleeve he had been saving for this accurate occasion.

It only took another five minutes for the first sign of their foe to arrive appear. Thick black clouds gathered on the far end of the vale and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderbolt shaking the ground they stood on. A few moments later the front occupation of the slave regular army appeared and Roku 's heart sank as he realized it had grown in size from his last reconnoitre missionary work. This would not be an easy fight by any means.

'It 's meter ,'Wales spoke and his voice was suddenly serious. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's tactics that we decided on conclusion night, with one change. Monica, I want you to take the Dark Elf Dragoons in the initial attack .'

'Me ? !'the adult female said loudly in surprisal and even Roku thought he had heard wrong .'I thought Roku was leading them into battle !'

'Please first cousin, do not question my orders. You are a strong mage and will be able to handle yourself. Go and make sure they are fix .'

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the society she had been given. She was staring angrily at her cousin, her backtalk assailable slightly as she tried to explicate scathing words to get him to reconsider. The Prince 's mind would not be changed however. You could see it in the way he sat on Zephyr 's broad back, proud and tall with an air of authority hanging over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more good before and it was a little surprising.

'As you wish, Your Highness ,'Monica said stiffly as she seemed to do to the same conclusion as Roku had. She gripped the reins in her hands tighter and then looked towards Roku, a concerned glint in her pale putting surface optic. 'Roku ...'she said softly but the lead carried her words to him ,'I have to say this ... I-'

'You can assure him what 's on your brain after the battle, peeress Monica ,'wale cut her off. She glared angrily at him for a second and then nudged her tartar into the air, disappearing from sight a moment later as she went to hook up with the Dark Elf firedrake Riders.

Roku and Prince Wales sat there in silence for a few moments and it grew to go uncomfortable. Even his setting was shifting under the pressure of the mo and he had to harness him back in gently. Roku was about to open his mouthpiece to say something witty, as was their custom before going into struggle, but his friend turned to him with the still life-threatening face and gently shook his head.

'Master Rydo will probably be in the cave on the face of the sight to the east of here ,'he said and Roku could n't choke the gasp that escaped his lips.

'Wales ?'he said slowly, 'Wha-'

'I 've known what you have been planning to do for geezerhood now, Roku. Do not hide out it from me any longer .'

'I 'm sorry ,'he said softly and he could n't meet his champion optic anymore. 'If you knew what I was planning then why did n't you say something ? Or even try to stop me ?'

'It was not my place ,'the Prince answered and pulled his reins to the right so his dragon turned to face Roku capitulum on. 'This misunderstanding belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to find fault for what happened, but you are the only if one who can deliver us. With your strange thaumaturgy you can put an end to this senseless war .'

'Wales ...'

'I have done everything I could in keeping this from Monica, which is why I sent her away just now. Otherwise she would possess followed you into battle and gotten in the way when you needed to decoct the most. Do what needs to be done, brother .'

There was a massive ball of guilt roiling in the pit of Roku 's belly as his friends Word struck him hard. To be true though, he was glad Wales knew what would find this day. He had originally been planning on not telling anyone and just disappearing from the engagement, but now that his skillful Quaker knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending circumstances. person would bonk what he had or had not accomplished.

'Thank you, Your loftiness ,'Roku bowed and this prison term Wales did n't complain about it. They embraced script and looked deep into each early 's center for a bit, the system of weights of implications bearing down on both of the men who stood before the armies of destruction.

'No, thank you, master Roku ,'welt spoke and added the deed of conveyance of master copy onto his public figure. 'When the battle begins it should provide enough screen for you to find him. Just forebode me one thing : end this today .'

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the embrace, putting his right hand over his heart in an worked up final salute to his master and dependable friend. The temptation to ask Cambria to distinguish the Princess that he was sorry hit him in that moment, but he quickly shook it away. He could n't be thinking about her right field now, he had to stay on focused. Everything was coming to a headway here and he needed to be ready for anything.

The signal for the first attack rose through the air and suddenly the earthly concern around him erupted in bedlam as the final exam battle finally began.



Monica and her Dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave army first, elemental conjuring trick and dragon flaming raining down on them in a desolate display of top executive. Their job was to provide binding for the bulk of the army behind them and take in as many enemies out as they possibly could. Even with all their sinewy attacks, many of the firedrake and their riders fell from the skies as powerful spells plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and horse of the merge nations slammed head long into the slave army 's ranks, spilling blood everywhere the eye could see. Prince strake led the attack, his muscular wind and lightning legerdemain tearing Brobdingnagian gaps in his enemies as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a battle that would live in the annals of history for thousands of geezerhood to come.

The real battle began shortly after the initial attack though. The man who would later become known as the Eternal Master fought his way through his fallen masters sentry go that had hidden in a cave in the center of a large mountain not far from the battle that raged on outside. Not much would be known of this conflict, but it served as the big minute in history. Pupil against Master. Good against immorality. It would all be decided in those dark caves hidden away from view.

The key battle raged for six hour, neither mage able to get the upper hand. Roku had become exhausted, all his efforts now just trying to stave off the killing bump as the mightily illusion entity pressed him hard. But he had still yet to use his final exam movement ; the one that would end it all right then and there. If there was ever a present moment to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could feel it inscrutable in his soul. All his recollective time of day studying, grooming, and secrecy had come down to this one moment.

No one would ever know just what happened to end the war. They just knew that one moment the monolithic fight in the valley was raging firmly, and the side by side it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the powerful magic that emanated from the devil body suddenly dropped to the blood soaked undercoat dead. It was as simpleton and enigmatic as that. After thirty foresighted long time of near apocalyptical and catastrophic devastation, the war was over.

Prince Cymru would later speculation to the cave where the actual battle had taken place, hoping to find oneself his champion there waiting for him. When he entered the last chamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A monumental and almost mirror like control surface sat on the other incline, one with the cave wall and a powerful and evil deception radiating from it. Besides this strange slew there was goose egg else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to allow and caught sight of something written on the wall near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

IV countersign, that was all. It was written in charcoal and looked like it was a zip workplace, most of the letters touching one another and poorly done. Prince welt knew exactly what it meant though. Roku had been successful. He had disappeared, but he had done what needed to be done in edict to bring peace .