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

Now that that is out of the way, I 'm reposting this serial because I truly loved it and it can no longer be found unless you have the right beginning. I want everyone to be able to enjoy it and record it so I am sharing it again. If you have any author from this sight that can not be found anymore, I might be able to detect their work and repost it. I plan to do Captius'Eternal serial publication, and his defiance/divided, I also plan to repost most of the master work of Ka Hmnd.
Without further wait, I give you the magic of the Eternal series.

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Eternal waking up
Prologue :


In a earthly concern filled with ardor ventilation dragons, sinewy magic, Kings, and rook, a war had been raging for nearly thirty yr. It was the most severe war in the account of this magnificent land and many proud and imposing people had lost their lives due to the scrap. This was no ordinary war, centered over a dispute, or gold, or even lie with. No, this war had no understanding and that 's what made it so terrible. A dark evil swept over the heavy Continent of the world and plunged everything it touched into destruction. There seemed to be no end to the dispute in sight.

However, three brave mages stood on the forepart lines of this war and had been doing as such for their entire adult lives. When the war broke out the eldest of the group, Prince of a small country at the nerve center of the continent and inheritor to the throne, had only been nineteen. This group of hoagy did n't fight for pureness, or glory ; no, they fought to redress the wrong they had made. For you see, this war boiled down to one fault and one mistake only. And the weight of that misapprehension hung heavy on their shoulder as they fought desperately to crowd this iniquity back to the abyss it crawled out of.

When these mages had been younger, mere students learning the ways of magic trick, they had been blessed to have the strongest mage to ever walk the earth as their superior. He was an flakey and odd older man who many had said was beyond his prime. Even in his twilight years though he held more magic in his nervure than anyone ever had before him. He was known as the Immortal Sage. A name he took too literally.

When the Prince, his full cousin, and their best Quaker came to educate under him they learned more in a day than most people did in a year. Everything seemed to good to be true up. Sadly, sentence would prove that was just the case. For one day the lord challenged his pupil to a contest, to see if they were just as strong as he was in order to claim the title of being his students and top a new master. It was this challenge that would shift the luck of the populace forever. Their job : to conk out the adhesiveness of mortal men and claim immortality through the use of magic.

No one had ever tried such a life-threatening experiment before in the history of the world, and for good reason. trick was powerful, but not that powerful. When someone tried to use more than he should the side core could be catastrophic. However, these student were not mere boor. Their lineage traced back to the first mages to ever walk the land and that immense power ran through their blood. Even at such a young age, the three heroes were some of the most hefty mages to live ; besides their master copy 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 master and all of them wanted that prestigious form of address. The Prince and his cousin were so blinded by the view of living forever and gaining that title that they were lost in their goal. Neither of them stopped to imagine that what they were doing was wrong. How could they ? They were still new and uninstructed. Their undecomposed booster however, well he saw the dangers lurking behind this test but was powerless to end what was about to happen.

It turned out that it had n't just been a contest between the three admirer ; their master key was also working on his own result as well. His cognition, power, and experience dealing with the most mighty eccentric of magic known to man gave him a strong edge and before any of the others had even begun to tinker with the idea, he had already mastered it. None of his scholarly person would graduate with the title of the new master. The god salvia would always be the one lawful master, for all of eternity.

Or, at least, that 's what he expected. But genuine to the vernal pupil fears, the legerdemain and spells his master used to impregnate himself with never ending life back fired. So much wizard energy was released in the resulting detonation that nigh of the uppercase city, where they studied and lived, was taken out in an New York minute. The divinity salvia had survived however. To be more precise, his body had survived but his brain was tenacious gone ; corrupted by the dark legerdemain he had unwittingly used to grant his regard. What was left behind was a being of pure instinct, consisting entirely of magic and the indigence to feed. The solitary thing that could quicken it 's hunger was the thaumaturgy of every living being on the planet.

Thus started this savage war. One mistake, one minuscule slickness up had plunged the world into the endocarp of hellhole and only three masses knew the accuracy of it. Only three the great unwashed could stand up against their old master and block off him once and for all. 30 plus days had passed though and the flux regular army of man and the dark elves could do nothing to stop the spread of darkness.

Over the days of feeding and growing strong, the entity had gained tidings as well ; or perhaps it was just tapping into the Einstein of its server body. Regardless of how it happened, the fact was that the creature of pure magic began to use others to incur its destination of devouring all trick in existence. Weak willed men and women who got too fill up were driven mad by the powerful deception emanating from the monsters body and it found that it could form their minds so that they would suit its slaves. It even kept around knock-down mage 's that had fallen to its awesome tycoon and created an army to fight off its enemies. In twenty five year more than ninety percent of the continent had fallen before the beast and the combined regular army of man and the dark elves had little hope of continuing to fight. They were now on the brink of annihilation.

Only the three brave and troubled paladin stood tall and agitate on.



Roku ( Row-coo ) stood by the possible action flap of his small tent and gazed out on the snow covered kingdom. winter had come early this twelvemonth and a chilling hint tore through the small military camp, tossing ember from the fire pits into the air and chilling every mortal to the off-white. It was going to be a grueling winter as to the highest degree of the food had been depleted and his armies were on the brink of famishment. 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 celebrate fighting. They stood on the edge of rich lands filled with urban center, town, villages, and cherished cultivated land. If they took another step back affair would only get uncollectible than they already were. They were in desperate need of a reel victory now and one of the last left over Martin Luther King Jr., his best friend 's father, had tasked Roku and his two ally with getting that victory.

Many believed it was inconceivable, that their opposition and it 's many hard worker were just too powerful to suffer against. Roku had been preparing for this for thirty eld though. All of his energy, lineage, sweat, and bout had been for this day and it was about to penetrate on him. He knew what he had to do, recognize what was needed of him and he would not reduce under that responsibility. He was not fighting to keep open the world though. No, that was too a good deal to put on one person alone. Roku was only trying to right a mistake 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 odorous yet annoyed female vocalism sighed from further back in the collapsible shelter, '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 pother, tying it tightly so the twist would n't blow it open up once more. He turned back to the origin of the spokesperson and gazed upon the beautiful woman who lay naked in his bed, her long cinnamon brown pilus hanging over her shoulders and a occupy look in her soft dark-brown eyes. She was a picture of dish and made Roku 's heart skip a beat every time he saw her with his own eyes.

'Forgive me, Princess ,'he said with a smiling and took a few footmark closer to the woman. Her name was Celia and she was the Princess of Alysia, young sis to his C. H. Best friend, the treetop Prince of Alysia. However, they were siblings without a country, as it had fallen eight years ago and they sought sanctuary in the Dark gremlin land.

'What do you think my brother would do if he knew I had snuck away from the capital to come to this summer camp on the front man line of merchandise ?'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 post you back dwelling with three XII guards. Wales has always been too soft on you ,'Roku answered and Celia laughed softly and nodded her head in agreement.

'What about my founding father ?'

'He would also crap sure you got back to the capital, but with double over the safety and a full laurels precaution. 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 know you were involved, right ?'she teased and swung the cover song off her body to discover her magnificent body that always tempted him.

'Can I count on you to restrain my underground, Princess ?'

'How many clock time do I have to ask you ? halt calling me Princess !'

Roku smiled and climbed into the bed, running his calloused hands over Celia 's shine trunk, causing her to shiver from the frigidity. 'If I get caught and your forefather has the guards arrest me, I want him to at least know that I was observing some royal communications protocol, even if I am about to discover about a thousand others .'

'Calling me by my proper title is n't going to get up for the hundred times we have laid together, General Roku .'

Celia wrapped her arms around Roku 's neck opening and pulled him down until their bodies were pressed tightly together, his long night robe opening in the front slightly allowing some skinship. She brought her tender lips up to meet his chapped ones and kissed him passionately, allowing the heat of their combined bodies to warm up her up once more. Roku wrapped his own sleeve around Celia 's rachis and rolled her on to her face in the same instant she kicked her leg over his hip and held him tightly.

Celia 's hard and yet supple tit pressed into Roku 's chest and he relished the feeling as he felt a wave of both joy and power rush through his body. This truly was the considerably way to recharge his consistency and brain 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 soundbox shudder under the attention. It amazed him sometimes just how many sensitive spots Celia had on her soundbox, but it made it all the better to contact and play with.

His lovers hand snaked its way between their bodies and gently grabbed a keep of his already sway intemperate penis, her fingers gripping it around the base stiffly and beginning to move 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 articulatio coxae together and Celia lined the tip of his headland up with her wet hatchway, the heat of her womanhood enveloping him. The last clock time they had been together like this had been six month ago and it was apparent they both needed a quick exit. It was only further compounded by the fact that Roku would be going to battle the next morning. Neither of them wanted to waste their time on the more routine side of sex.

Roku began to slowly apply pressure, his hard dick pressing deeper and deeper into Celia 's congregation as she let out a cushy groan and had to collapse their osculation so she could breath. She cooed softly as more and more of him slipped into her body and the hands that were now wrapped around his backbone were digging their nails into his sonant human body. The tiny amount of money of nuisance only added to the feeling of closeness and Roku began to fully engulf himself in this gorgeous royal stag.

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

'Your brother 's collapsible shelter is right succeeding to us, are you sure you can sustain it down ?'Roku asked as a tendril of worry about being caught crept into his weary thinker. Celia simply nodded into his articulatio humeri and tightened her travelling bag on his back, pressing her rather large breasts into his chiseled chest further.

Roku did n't need any more than prodding than that and he quickly began to pump himself in and out of her tight jam, the feeling of her muscles gripping his phallus causing a shiver of virgin joy to run up his vertebral column. Celia was a rather small girl in stature, and besides her breasts, the rest of her torso was fairly compact. Roku loved the feeling of being squeezed on all sides more than anything else in the world and not even the spate of power his conjuring trick washed over him in armed combat could equate. It was a pretty close second though.

'A ... a little ... faster ,'Celia moaned but kept her vocalism down lest she wake her over protective Brother in the succeeding tent over. Roku grabbed the vernal woman by the hips and began to move his own at a riotous tread, keeping it steady as she moaned and groaned with each thrust. Her nails had broken the cutis on his back already and he could palpate small trickle of rakehell dribbling down his frame, but he quickly ignored that and focused solely on the immense delight Celia was providing him.

The flavour of tautness right hand before an eruption was already beginning to well up in the pit of his stomach and his testicle had tightened in anticipation as he continued to drive his voiceless tool in and out of Celia 's quickly swelling flower, her juices causing a pleasant sloshing noise each time. It had been too hanker since his last release that Roku was n't going to last much yearner, and he cursed his body for being so overzealous. He had been hoping that tonight he could make this conclusion a lot foresighted than this.

He did n't seem to be alone in that aspect though as Celia 's muscles inside her pussy began to throb around his tool, each thrust he made making it Thomas More and more pronounced. Her groan had been getting louder with each forceful entry and she buried her side in his shoulder joint, clamping her teeth around his skin in an try to stop the secure sounds coming from her throat. All she succeeded in doing was breaking through the low gear few layers of skin with her sharp-worded teeth, threatening to cause him to phlebotomise even more than he already was.

Roku 's own groan now mingled with Celia 's and he forced himself to clamp his sassing shut as his cock pounded in and out of her overflowing honey pot, the wet slapping dissonance 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 organic structure and groaned loudly into his shoulder, her dentition finally breaking the finish barrier of skin on his articulatio humeri. Her puss vibrated around him, clamping down with so a lot force he found his bm impeded. It was sufficiency stimulation though and as Celia continued to moan 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 climax subsided slowly and some of his seed dribbled out from their union, Roku held Celia closer and snuggled into her consistency. He let the heat energy of their love making wash over his sore and tired torso and tried to con every footling corner and cranny of her. In the back of his mind he knew this was one of the best sentence of his liveliness and he always wanted to recollect it. No topic what.

After they lay there in each former 's weapon for a few minutes, Celia moved her question away from his now bleeding shoulder and looked up at his case. There was a smile on her lips and a hazy look in her eyes a small quantity of his rip dripped from her lush rim and down her chin. She did n't seem to point out or like though.

'What will become of us, when this war is over ?'she asked in a hushed whisper.

'What do you have in mind ?'Roku asked in getting even, not quite for certain 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 eyes as he tried to foot out the right words. He had been hoping she did n't add this guinea pig up, it was just too painful to deal with that Nox. But he could n't pass on her with no answer, and considering what tomorrow meant he could n't go forth her with a bad solvent. 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 commonwealth that will no longer have a motive for a superior general like me. As for us, well ... I will come near your Fatherhood and ask him for your hand .'

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

Roku let her get as close as she wanted, sleep dragging at both of them from the depths of the wickedness. He knew he had just lied to her and he knew it was wrong. He would end up hurting her in the recollective run but he could n't stand to get her sad right then. There was too much else going on that was enough to induce anyone sad and he did n't desire his tidings to become one to a greater extent cause for this fair sex not to smile. He would protect that smile of hers until his dying breath.



Morning came far too early for Roku 's liking. The sun must have only been up for a few minutes when the flutter on his tent was opened and easy hands pushed him until he was awake. With fuzzy eyes and no computer memory of where he was for a few moments, Roku gazed up at the sleek form of one of his best friends, madam Monica Rysto, first first cousin to Celia and wale and a member of the royal stag Family. Her soft and long straw colored hair hung over her face like a curtain and she wore a grim smile.

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

In a fit of sheer terror, Roku jumped out of bed totally raw and turned around, sure enough he would see Celia still lying there in a peaceable slumber. Instead he found his bed vacate and no suggestion the Princess had even been there, which was very good. If Monica knew he had slept with her cousin the night before she would surely bawl out him. That was the form of person she was. Oh, she would probably also say something to Cambria as well which would only make issue a hundred meter worse.

'What happened to your shoulder ?'Monica asked from behind him and Roku shifted his eyes until he could have out the form of his shoulder joint. 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 unknown mage I have ever known. Most of us do n't see the motive for Martial artillery when we have so much power at our fingerbreadth gratuity .'

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

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

'Are you making fun of my deception ?'he asked with a smiling and was greeted by one of Monica 's own grin. 'Just because I ca n't use elemental magic like you and the eternal sleep of the mages does n't mean I am a freak of nature .'

'Oh, but you are a lusus naturae of nature, friend .'Monica laughed and patted the man roughly on his sore articulatio humeri. 'You are the only soul in all the world who ca n't use one of the elemental deception 's but still has more ability than everyone else. To evidence how overbold you are you even went off and found a new form of magic that no one else can use .'

They both laughed for a moment while Monica helped Roku put on his heavy photographic plate armor, the weight of the steel cutting late to his bones as the chill air of the dayspring crept into his brain. Having finished getting his paraphernalia on he grabbed his unequaled sword, forged from the metallic element of a meteor 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 charge earlier, but Cambria asked me to let you kip a little recollective. moldiness be nice to be best ally 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 make-do stable area and found their trusty steeds waiting for them, their own set of armour over their consistence. Their mounts had been natural endowment to the royal stag kinsfolk from the Dark Elves King and the three friends were probably the only when human being who could ever rally them. They were large Green River dragons, the superbia of the shadow Elf res publica, the solitary sentient species who could train them.

Roku walked up to his acquaintance and patted the dragon hard on the side of the trunk, rubbing his bridge player over it a consequence later. This magnificent animal 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 deliver this dragon as his friend and comrade.

'Are you ready, Zygo ?'he asked it and the dragon made a deep audio in its pharynx as it gently tossed its chief back and Forth in answer. 'Good boy. Then we shall bait .'

Roku quickly climbed up into the great leather saddle and grabbed the reins in his right handwriting, preferring to hold on his prevalent helping hand devoid jus incase he needed it. With a docile kick of his heels Zygo flapped it 's turgid backstage, creating a swirl of pure white snow, and jumped into the air. Monica was right behind him and together, on their dragon steeds, they flew head on into the bitterly wind instrument and towards the internet site of the upcoming battle.

lupus erythematosus than ten min later they were softly falling from the sky, an U. S. Army ten thousand impregnable lined up neatly beneath them at the mouth of a large vale that would spiel host to bloody fight. A lone firedrake with a imperial rider sat at the fountainhead of the army and that 's where Roku landed, calming his dragon as the tension filled air made it nervous.

'And the dandy Hero full general finally arrives ,'an authoritative voice called out through the wind and Roku looked upon the bounteous brass of his closest friend, Prince wale, who sat upon the great Dragon Zephyr.

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

'It is too early in the damn morning for that poop, Roku ! We are on the verge of fight and official greeting and titles should be the utmost thing on your thinker !'

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

'Not even close ,'Roku joked and kept the earnestness from his vocalism, 'but I think I 'll negociate, as I always do .'

'Alright you two, let 's keep the laugh to a minimum. The troops can find out you ,'Monica sighed in frustration as she touched down on the other side of the Prince.

'Come now, cousin, we 're just making a small levity. I would n't want the soldiers going into combat without laughing one finis clip .'

Monica simply shook her straits at her cousin 's cheerful attitude and fixed her regard on Roku. Roku shrugged his articulatio humeri, trying to enjoin her to just let it go, and then looked out over the wide valley that would be pivotal in their campaign. They needed to push the foeman back here or risk losing everything. It would n't be an leisurely task, but Roku had a conjuration up his sleeve he had been saving for this exact occasion.

It only took another five minutes for the initiatory signaling of their enemy to get in appear. Thick bleak clouds gathered on the far end of the valley and threatening lightning swirled about, their thunderbolt shaking the ground they stood on. A few moments later the movement line of merchandise of the buckle down army appeared and Roku 's philia sank as he realized it had grown in size from his last scouting delegation. This would not be an easy fight by any means.

'It 's time ,'welt spoke and his voice was suddenly dangerous. 'We 'll be sticking with Roku 's tactics that we decided on finale dark, with one change. Monica, I want you to lead the darkness Elf Dragoons in the initial attack .'

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

'Please cousin, do not question my lodge. You are a strong mage and will be able to handle yourself. Go and pass water sure as shooting they are cook .'

Monica really looked like she wanted to disobey the orders she had been given. She was staring angrily at her cousin-german, her lip clear slightly as she tried to excogitate scathing words to get him to reconsider. The Prince 's judgment would not be changed however. You could see it in the way he sat on Zephyr 's extensive back, proud and tall with an air of authority dangling over him like a cloud. Roku had never seen him more dangerous before and it was a little surprising.

'As you wish, Your highness ,'Monica said stiffly as she seemed to make out to the same end as Roku had. She gripped the reins in her helping hand tighter and then looked towards Roku, a concerned glint in her pale green middle. 'Roku ...'she said softly but the wind carried her words to him ,'I have to say this ... I-'

'You can recite him what 's on your mind after the battle, lady Monica ,'Cambria cut her off. She glared angrily at him for a irregular and then nudged her dragon into the air, disappearing from sight a moment later as she went to hook up with the night Elf Dragon Riders.

Roku and Prince Wales sat there in muteness for a few moments and it grew to become uncomfortable. Even his backing was shifting under the pressure of the present moment and he had to rein him back in gently. Roku was about to give his mouth to say something witty, as was their tradition before going into battle, but his friend turned to him with the still serious look and gently shook his head.

'Master Rydo will probably be in the cave on the facial expression of the passel to the eastern United States of here ,'he said and Roku could n't repress the pant 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 out it from me any longer .'

'I 'm sorry ,'he said softly and he could n't touch his friends centre 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 err belongs to all of us ; me, you, and even Monica. We are all equally to fault for what happened, but you are the lonesome 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 engagement and gotten in the way when you needed to concentrate the most. Do what needs to be done, Brother .'

There was a monumental ball of guiltiness roiling in the pit of Roku 's stomach as his booster words struck him hard. To be honest though, he was beaming Cambria knew what would happen this day. He had originally been planning on not telling anyone and just disappearing from the conflict, but now that his best friend knew what he was sacrificing he felt better with his impending fate. somebody would get it on what he had or had not accomplished.

'Thank you, Your Highness ,'Roku bowed and this time Wales did n't kvetch about it. They embraced hands and looked deep into each other 's eyes for a moment, the weight of significance bearing down on both of the men who stood before the regular army of destruction.

'No, thank you, Master Roku ,'Wales spoke and added the form of address of overlord onto his name. 'When the battle begins it should allow for enough natural covering for you to find him. Just predict me one affair : end this today .'

Roku nodded slowly and then broke the embracement, putting his the right way helping hand over his heart in an emotional last salute to his superior and best admirer. The temptation to ask Wales to tell 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 now, he had to stay centre. Everything was coming to a head here and he needed to be ready for anything.

The signal for the first attack rose through the air and suddenly the human race around him erupted in chaos as the final examination battle finally began.



Monica and her dark Elf Dragoon 's attacked the slave army first, elemental magic and dragon fire raining down on them in a devastating display of power. Their job was to provide cover for the volume of the U. S. Army behind them and take as many foe out as they possibly could. Even with all their sinewy tone-beginning, many of the dragons and their rider fell from the skies as brawny tour plucked them from the heavens.

They had completed their job though. The mages and knight of the combined nations slammed head long into the hard worker Army 's social rank, spilling blood everywhere the eye could see. Prince wheal led the attack, his powerful wind and lightning thaumaturgy tearing huge gaps in his foeman as the soldiers rallied around him and pressed ever forward. This was a engagement that would live in the chronological record of history for thousands of years to come.

The really battle began shortly after the initial attack though. The man who would later turn known as the Eternal Master fought his way through his fallen Masters guards that had hidden in a cave in the midpoint of a large raft not far from the fight that raged on exterior. Not much would be known of this battle, but it served as the cock-a-hoop present moment in account. Pupil against Master. good against Evil. It would all be decided in those dark caves hidden away from view.

The key battle raged for six hours, neither mage capable to get the amphetamine hired man. Roku had become exhausted, all his feat now just trying to stave off the killing blow as the powerful magic entity pressed him concentrated. But he had still yet to use his final move ; the one that would end it all the right way then and there. If there was ever a moment to use it, it was now. And Roku knew it. He could palpate it bass in his soul. All his long hour studying, training, 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 massive battle in the valley was raging hard, and the next it was over. Everyone who had been corrupted by the powerful magic that emanated from the monsters body suddenly dropped to the blood soaked ground dead. It was as dim-witted and enigmatic as that. After thirty long years of near apocalyptic and catastrophic destruction, the war was over.

Prince Wales would later venture to the cave where the existent battle had taken place, hoping to obtain his friend there waiting for him. When he entered the last chamber though, he was stunned by what he saw. A monolithic and almost mirror like aerofoil sat on the former side, one with the cave wall and a sinewy and evil magic radiating from it. Besides this strange great deal there was nothing else that caught the distraught prince 's eye. Until he turned to leave and pick up sight of something written on the rampart near the entrance.

I kept my promise.

foursome language, that was all. It was written in wood coal and looked like it was a hurried work, well-nigh of the letters 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 edict to land peace .