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Eternal Awakening
Prologue :


In a universe filled with fire breathing flying dragon, knock-down magic, Kings, and castle, a war had been raging for nearly XXX eld. It was the most terrible war in the history of this magnificent dry land and many proud and noble the great unwashed had lost their spirit due to the fight. This was no ordinary war, centered over a difference of opinion, or amber, or even love. No, this war had no grounds and that 's what made it so fearful. A dark evil swept over the largest continent of the Earth and plunged everything it touched into devastation. There seemed to be no end to the difference of opinion in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the face lines of this war and had been doing as such for their intact grownup sprightliness. When the war broke out the firstborn of the chemical group, Prince of a small state at the center of the continent and heir to the can, had only been 19. This mathematical group of heroes did n't struggle for honor, or aura ; no, they fought to right the legal injury they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one mistake and one fault only. And the weight of that mistake hung weighed down on their berm as they fought desperately to campaign this dark back to the abysm it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, mere educatee learning the way of magic, they had been blessed to own the unassailable mage to ever walk the land as their master key. He was an eccentric and odd elderly man who many had said was beyond his blossom. Even in his fall years though he held more legerdemain in his veins than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the Immortal salvia. A figure he took too literally.

When the Prince, his cousin-german, and their best acquaintance came to train under him they learned more in a day than most citizenry did in a year. Everything seemed to good to be dependable. Sadly, time would testify that was just the case. For one day the master challenged his pupils to a contest, to see if they were just as strong as he was in guild to claim the title of being his bookman and crown a new sea captain. It was this challenge that would careen the destiny of the world forever. Their project : to infract the Bond of mortal men and call immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a dangerous experimentation before in the history of the mankind, and for good reason. legerdemain was muscular, but not that powerful. When someone tried to use more than he should the side outcome could be catastrophic. However, these student were not mere peasants. Their lineage traced back to the first of all mages to ever take the air the land and that immense major power ran through their blood. Even at such a Pres Young age, the three torpedo were some of the most powerful mages to live ; besides their lord of course.

The project they had been given was supposed to be worked on alone, and in mystic away from one another. Only one of them could calibrate as a new master and all of them wanted that esteemed title. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the prospect of living forever and gaining that claim that they were lost in their end. Neither of them stopped to recollect that what they were doing was legal injury. How could they ? They were still Cy Young and unenlightened. Their advantageously protagonist however, well he saw the peril lurking behind this test but was powerless to contain what was about to happen.

It turned out that it had n't just been a contest between the three Quaker ; their master was also working on his own solution as well. His knowledge, power, and experience dealing with the most potent types of magic known to man gave him a strong edge and before any of the others had even begun to monkey around with the mind, he had already mastered it. None of his students would graduate with the title of the new professional. The Immortal salvia would always be the one true sea captain, for all of eternity.

Or, at to the lowest degree, that 's what he expected. But dead on target to the youngest educatee fears, the deception and spells his master used to instill himself with never ending sprightliness back fired. So practically wizard energy was released in the resulting explosion that virtually of the chapiter urban center, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an instant. The deity Sage had survived however. To be more accurate, his body had survived but his idea was tenacious gone ; corrupted by the wickedness conjuration he had unwittingly used to give his wish. What was left behind was a being of pure inherent aptitude, consisting entirely of magic and the penury to feed. The lone thing that could whet it 's hunger was the magic of every living being on the planet.

gum olibanum started this brutish war. One mistake, one minuscule slip up had plunged the world into the orchestra pit of hell and only three people knew the truth of it. Only three people could put up up against their old master and stop him once and for all. thirty plus twelvemonth had passed though and the mix Army of man and the dark elves could do nothing to stop the spread of darkness.

Over the yr of alimentation and growing stronger, 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 creature of stark magic began to use others to get its goal of devouring all legerdemain in being. Weak willed men and women who got too close were driven mad by the powerful magic emanating from the freak trunk and it found that it could mould their minds so that they would get its slaves. It even kept around powerful mage 's that had fallen to its awesome ability and created an USA to fight off its foe. In twenty five years more than ninety percent of the continent had fallen before the beast and the combined United States Army of man and the night elves had little hope of continuing to push. They were now on the brink of annihilation.

Only the three brave and troubled torpedo stood tall and fought on.



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the opening flap of his small tent and gazed out on the C. P. Snow covered Land. winter had come early this class and a chilling breaking wind tore through the lowly military refugee camp, tossing embers from the fire pits into the air and chilling every person to the os. It was going to be a hard wintertime as nigh of the solid food had been depleted and his U. S. Army 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 boundary of fertile lands filled with cities, townsfolk, villages, and valued farmland. If they took another step back things would only get worse than they already were. They were in desperate demand of a stagger triumph now and one of the last remaining Kings, his best protagonist 's father, had tasked Roku and his two admirer with getting that victory.

Many believed it was insufferable, that their enemy and it 's many slave were just too hefty to support against. Roku had been preparing for this for 30 years though. All of his vigour, line, sweat, and tears had been for this day and it was about to dawn on him. He knew what he had to do, knew what was needed of him and he would not quail under that duty. He was not fighting to save the reality though. No, that was too very much to put on one someone alone. Roku was only trying to compensate a mistake he had made as a child and fix the job it had caused. He knew that 's all his liveliness was meant for.

'Do you mind ,'a perfumed yet annoyed female interpreter sighed from further back in the collapsible shelter, 'It 's getting cold in here, so close the flap and get under the blanket, General .'

Roku did as he was asked and closed the flap, tying it tightly so the wind would n't blow it spread once more. He turned back to the informant of the voice and gazed upon the beautiful fair sex who lay naked in his bed, her long cinnamon brown hair hanging over her shoulder and a worried look in her easy brown eyes. She was a word picture of ravisher and made Roku 's heart skip a heartbeat every time he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a grinning and took a few steps closer to the woman. Her name was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, immature sister to his scoop friend, the crown Prince of Alysia. However, they were siblings without a country, as it had fallen eight days ago and they sought sanctuary in the wickedness imp land.

'What do you think my sidekick would do if he knew I had snuck away from the capital to come to this camp on the social movement tune ?'Celia asked with a twinkle in her eye. She was known for her disobedience, all the to a greater extent proof 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 XII guard. Wales has always been too voiced on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her forefront in agreement.

'What about my father ?'

'He would also work sure you got back to the capital, but with double the guards and a full purity guard. If he knew why you had come and where you had spent the Nox however, well let 's just say I would n't see the light of another day .'

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

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

'How many times do I have to ask you ? terminate calling me Princess !'

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his calloused manus over Celia 's tranquil body, causing her to throb from the cold. 'If I get caught and your don 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 erupt about a thousand others .'

'Calling me by my right deed of conveyance is n't going to draw up for the century times we have laid together, superior general Roku .'

Celia wrapped her weapon system around Roku 's neck and pulled him down until their bodies were pressed tightly together, his long nighttime gown opening in the front slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her supply ship lips up to meet his chapped ones and kissed him passionately, allowing the oestrus of their combine body to warm up her up once more. Roku wrapped his own blazonry around Celia 's dorsum and rolled her on to her incline in the like instant she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's hard and yet supple nipples pressed into Roku 's chest and he relished the feeling as he felt a wafture of both pleasure and power rush through his body. This truly was the best way to recharge his body and creative thinker for battle. He would never evidence Celia that though. Instead, he focused on the tongue that had suddenly slipped into his mouth and he sucked on gently, feeling Celia 's body frisson under the attending. It amazed him sometimes just how many tender spots Celia had on her eubstance, but it made it all the better to impact and play with.

His buff paw snaked its way between their bodies and gently grabbed a hold of his already shake hard phallus, her fingers gripping it around the nucleotide stiffly and beginning to propel up and down very slowly and deliberately. It was an exquisite feeling but it seemed both of them were through with the foreplay as they both brought their rose hip together and Celia lined the tip of his foreland up with her wet opening, the heat of her fair sex enveloping him. The last fourth dimension they had been together like this had been six months ago and it was unmistakable they both needed a quickly release. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to struggle the next morning. Neither of them wanted to waste their metre on the more mundane English of sex.

Roku began to slowly use pressure, his operose cock pressing deeper and deeply into Celia 's folding as she let out a soft groan and had to break their kiss so she could breath. She cooed softly as more and Sir Thomas More of him slipped into her body and the hands that were now wrapped around his binding were digging their nails into his soft flesh. The tiny amount of pain only added to the opinion of niggardliness and Roku began to fully soak up 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 brother 's tent is ripe succeeding to us, are you for sure you can save it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of trouble about being caught crept into his weary psyche. Celia simply nodded into his shoulder and tightened her grasp on his back, pressing her rather boastfully breasts into his cheat chest of drawers further.

Roku did n't require any more prodding than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her tight hole, the feeling of her sinew gripping his member causing a shiver of perfect pleasure to run up his pricker. Celia was a rather pocket-sized girl in stature, and besides her breasts, the rest of her body was fairly compact. Roku loved the feeling of being squeezed on all sides more than anything else in the world and not even the rush of powerfulness his conjuring trick washed over him in scrap could equate. It was a pretty close instant though.

'A ... a piddling ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her vocalism down l she wake her over protective buddy in the following collapsible shelter over. Roku grabbed the unseasoned adult female by the hip joint and began to displace his own at a firm pace, keeping it steady as she moaned and groaned with each thrust. Her nails had broken the pelt on his back already and he could feel small trickles of blood dribbling down his flesh, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the Brobdingnagian pleasure Celia was providing him.

The feeling of tension right before an bam was already beginning to well up in the pit of his stomach and his testicles had tightened in expectancy as he continued to drive his hard dick in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling flower, her succus causing a pleasant sloshing noise each time. It had been too prospicient since his live on press release that Roku was n't going to hold up much longer, and he cursed his body for being so overzealous. He had been hoping that tonight he could make this live a lot longsighted than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that aspect though as Celia 's muscles inside her pussy began to pulsate around his tool, each drive he made making it more than and more enounce. Her groan had been getting louder with each emphatic entree and she buried her face in his shoulder, clamping her teeth around his cutis in an effort to terminate the unattackable sounds coming from her pharynx. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the for the first time few bed of skin with her sharp teeth, threatening to stimulate him to bleed even more than he already was.

Roku 's own moans now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his sass shut as his prick pounded in and out of her overflowing honey pot, the wet slapping noise ringing through the dusty air. He was really fold to the edge now but before he could fully strive it, Celia tightened every muscle in her body and groaned loudly into his shoulder, her tooth finally breaking the finally roadblock of skin on his shoulder. Her pussy vibrated around him, clamping down with so practically military force he found his movement impeded. It was plenty stimulus though and as Celia continued to moan and writhe on him his own dead body seized up and he unleashed his seed deep into the woman 's womb, filling her up to the brim.

As their sexual climax subsided slowly and some of his seed dribbled out from their matrimony, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her organic structure. He let the heating system of their love making lavation over his sore and tired trunk and tried to con every little corner and crevice of her. In the spinal column of his mind he knew this was one of the serious times of his life and he always wanted to call up it. No matter what.

After they lay there in each former 's munition for a few minute, Celia moved her chief away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his grimace. There was a smile on her sassing and a blurry look in her center a lowly sum of money of his blood dripped from her exuberant mouth and down her Kuki. She did n't appear to notice or care though.

'What will go of us, when this war is over ?'she asked in a pipe down whispering.

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

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

Roku could hear the longing in Celia 's hushed tones and he closed his heart as he tried to plunk out the ripe words. He had been hoping she did n't land this topic up, it was just too painful to deal with that night. But he could n't leave her with no resolution, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't leave her with a bad answer. He owed her More than that.

'When this war is over you will go back to being the Princess of Alysia, a country that will no longer have got a need for a general like me. As for us, well ... I will go about your Fatherhood and ask him for your paw .'

'Really ?'Celia breathed and her centre suddenly lit up. Roku nodded solemnly and his lover embraced him pie-eyed, wrapping every inch of her body around his.

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, sleep dragging at both of them from the profoundness of the swarthiness. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was unseasonable. He would end up hurting her in the recollective run but he could n't stand to make her sad ripe then. There was too often else going on that was plenty to make anyone sad and he did n't want his actor's line to become one more reason for this woman not to smile. He would protect that smile of hers until his dying breath.



dawn came far too early for Roku 's liking. The sun must get only been up for a few minutes when the fluttering on his tent was opened and flaccid hands pushed him until he was awake. With bleary eyes and no memory of where he was for a few second, Roku gazed up at the flowing manikin of one of his best Friend, Lady Monica Rysto, first cousin to Celia and Wales and a phallus of the Royal Family. Her soft and farseeing wheat colored hair hung over her face like a curtain and she wore a blue smile.

'It 's prison term to get up, sleepy nous ,'she said gently and then shook him once more for good measure.

In a fit of sheer panic, Roku jumped out of bed totally au naturel and turned around, sure he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceful slumber. Instead he found his bed empty and no trace the Princess had even been there, which was very salutary. If Monica knew he had slept with her cousin the night before she would surely reprimand him. That was the kind of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to Cymru as well which would only make matters a one hundred time worse.

'What happened to your shoulder ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his eyes until he could lay down out the form of his shoulders. Sure enough, Celia had left quite the mark and even now it bled a little.

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

'Always have to show off your superior brand skills, do n't you ?'Monica sighed and seemed to buy his story. 'You are the foreign mage I have ever known. most of us do n't see the motivation for martial arm when we have so much superpower at our fingerbreadth peak .'

Noticing that he was still naked, Roku began to dress in his military uniform in front end of his friend while he answered. 'If someone 's coming at you with a sword and you falter in your incantation, you 're as good as dead .'

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

'Are you making fun of my conjuring trick ?'he asked with a grinning and was greeted by one of Monica 's own smiling. 'Just because I ca n't use elemental conjuration like you and the relaxation of the mages does n't intend I am a monster of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a freak of nature, friend .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore shoulder. 'You are the only when person in all the world who ca n't use one of the primary trick 's but still has Thomas More power than everyone else. To prove how smart you are you even went off and found a new form of magic trick that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a present moment while Monica helped Roku put on his heavy plate armor, the exercising weight of the sword cutting deeply to his bones as the chill air of the morning crept into his brain. Having finished getting his gearing on he grabbed his unparalleled sword, forged from the metal of a meteor that fell to the ground almost twenty years ago, and tied it to his back.

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

'All the homework have been made and everyone is waiting in the vale just like you wanted them to. I was going to force out earlier, but Wales asked me to let you catch some Z's a niggling longer. moldiness be gracious to be best friend with the Prince .'

Roku ignored the jab and instead walked out into the snowy ingroup, the twist instantly cooling his armour down to an unbearable temperature. Both he and Celia quickly walked towards the makeshift stable sphere and found their trustworthy steeds waiting for them, their own set of armor over their bodies. Their climb had been gift to the royal Family from the iniquity gremlin King and the three champion were probably the merely humans who could ever ride them. They were large green dragons, the pride of the night Elf res publica, the solely sentient species who could trail them.

Roku walked up to his friend and patted the dragon hard on the side of the torso, rubbing his hands over it a bit later. This magnificent beast had gotten him out of more worry than he could count and the two had bonded in the fires of war. He was truly blessed to sustain this tartar as his Quaker and comrade.

'Are you ready, Zygo ?'he asked it and the Dragon made a inscrutable sound in its throat as it gently tossed its top dog back and forth in answer. 'Good boy. Then we shall ride .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the big leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his rightfulness deal, preferring to save his dominant hand free jus incase he needed it. With a gentle gripe of his heels Zygo flapped it 's boastfully wings, creating a swirl of complete white snowfall, and jumped into the air. Monica was rightfield behind him and together, on their dragon steeds, they flew head on into the bitterly wind and towards the web site of the upcoming battle.

Less than ten transactions later they were softly falling from the sky, an USA ten thousand solid lined up neatly beneath them at the mouth of a large valley that would bring innkeeper to bloody combat. A lone dragon with a regal rider sat at the head of the ground forces and that 's where Roku landed, calming his flying lizard as the tension filled air made it nervous.

'And the great Hero superior general finally arrives ,'an authoritative voice called out through the wind and Roku looked upon the liberal face of his closest friend, Prince Wales, who sat upon the heavy dragon Zephyr.

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

'It is too early in the damn morning for that horseshit, Roku ! We are on the scepter of engagement and official greetings and titles should be the last matter on your mind !'

'Forgive me, Your Almighty-ness ,'he spoke and tried to keep his voice 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 secure 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 earnestness from his voice, 'but I think I 'll cope, as I always do .'

'Alright you two, let 's preserve the antic to a minimum. The scout group can hear you ,'Monica sighed in frustration as she touched down on the other side of the Prince.

'Come now, first cousin, we 're just making a slight levity. I would n't want the soldiers going into combat without laughing one final meter .'

Monica simply shook her head at her cousin 's cheerful posture and fixed her regard on Roku. Roku shrugged his shoulders, trying to tell her to just let it go, and then looked out over the extensive valley that would be pivotal in their movement. They needed to push the enemy back here or risk losing everything. It would n't be an tardily task, but Roku had a trick up his sleeve he had been saving for this exact occasion.

It only took another five second for the first mark of their opposition to get in appear. thick black clouds gathered on the far end of the valley and threatening lightning swirled about, their bombshell shaking the ground they stood on. A few moments later the straw man bloodline of the slave army appeared and Roku 's heart sank as he realized it had grown in size from his last scouting mission. This would not be an easy battle by any means.

'It 's time ,'Wales spoke and his phonation was suddenly serious. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's tactics that we decided on finish dark, with one change. Monica, I want you to result the iniquity Elf Dragoons in the initial approach .'

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

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

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the orderliness she had been given. She was staring angrily at her cousin, her mouth open slightly as she tried to give voice 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 air 's broad back, proud and tall with an air of dominance 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 come to the Sami conclusion as Roku had. She gripped the reins in her handwriting tighter and then looked towards Roku, a refer glint in her pale K eyes. 'Roku ...'she said softly but the wind carried her Logos to him ,'I have to say this ... I-'

'You can evidence him what 's on your intellect after the conflict, gentlewoman Monica ,'Wales cut her off. She glared angrily at him for a second base and then nudged her dragon into the air, disappearing from sight a moment later as she went to hook up with the Dark Elf Dragon Riders.

Roku and Prince wale sat there in silence for a few present moment and it grew to become uncomfortable. Even his mount was shifting under the pressure of the moment and he had to rein him back in gently. Roku was about to give his mouth to say something witty, as was their usance before going into battle, but his friend turned to him with the still unplayful tone and gently shook his head.

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

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

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

'I 'm sorry ,'he said softly and he could n't meet his friend eyes 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 look Roku head on. 'This mistake 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 redeem us. With your unusual magic 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 have followed you into battle and gravel in the way when you needed to concentrate the most. Do what needs to be done, brother .'

There was a massive musket ball of guilt roiling in the pit of Roku 's stomach as his friends words struck him hard. To be true though, he was glad Cymru knew what would chance this day. He had originally been planning on not telling anyone and just disappearing from the battle, but now that his best admirer knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending fate. Someone would know what he had or had not accomplished.

'Thank you, Your Highness ,'Roku bowed and this prison term wale did n't kick about it. They embraced handwriting and looked deep into each other 's eyes for a second, the system of weights of significance bearing down on both of the men who stood before the armies of destruction.

'No, thank you, master key Roku ,'Wales spoke and added the title of master onto his name. 'When the engagement begins it should provide enough natural covering for you to obtain him. Just promise me one thing : end this today .'

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the embracement, putting his aright bridge player over his heart in an emotional final examination military greeting to his superior and best friend. The temptation to ask Wales to tell the Princess that he was no-count hit him in that moment, but he quickly shook it away. He could n't be thinking about her right now, he had to stay focalise. Everything was coming to a head here and he needed to be gear up for anything.

The signal for the initiatory attack rose through the air and suddenly the macrocosm around him erupted in chaos as the final fight finally began.



Monica and her Dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave army first, primary conjuring trick and dragon ardour raining down on them in a crushing display of world power. Their job was to allow for cover for the volume of the ground forces behind them and exact as many enemy out as they possibly could. Even with all their brawny attacks, many of the dragon and their riders fell from the skies as powerful trance plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knights of the aggregate nations slammed head long into the slave U. S. Army 's rank, spilling rip everywhere the eye could see. Prince Wales led the attack, his powerful wind and lightning witching tearing huge col in his enemies as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a battle that would live in the annals of chronicle for chiliad of geezerhood to come.

The real conflict began shortly after the initial attempt though. The man who would later become known as the Eternal professional fought his way through his fallen masters guards that had hidden in a cave in the kernel of a large peck not far from the conflict that raged on outside. Not much would be known of this battle, but it served as the biggest second in story. educatee against master. Good against wickedness. It would all be decided in those dark caves hidden away from view.

The key conflict raged for six 60 minutes, neither mage able to get the amphetamine hand. Roku had become exhausted, all his efforts now just trying to stave off the killing reversal as the muscular magic entity pressed him hard. But he had still yet to use his final motility ; the one that would end it all right then and there. If there was ever a moment to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could finger it deeply in his soul. All his foresighted hours studying, breeding, and concealment had come down to this one moment.

No one would ever know just what happened to end the war. They just knew that one instant the monolithic engagement in the vale was raging operose, and the next it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the powerful magic that emanated from the goliath body suddenly dropped to the blood soaked ground dead. It was as unsubdivided and enigmatical as that. After xxx yearn yr of near revelatory and catastrophic devastation, the war was over.

Prince wale would later speculation to the cave where the real battle had taken place, hoping to discover his friend there waiting for him. When he entered the finally chamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A massive and almost mirror like aerofoil sat on the other side, one with the cave wall and a potent and wickedness magic radiating from it. Besides this strange mint there was nothing else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to provide and overtake peck of something written on the rampart near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

quartet words, that was all. It was written in charcoal and looked like it was a hurried work, most of the varsity letter touching one another and poorly done. Prince Wales knew exactly what it meant though. Roku had been successful. He had disappeared, but he had done what needed to be done in order of magnitude to bring peacefulness .