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His Might
After a while…
...wind is passing heavily throughout his body...
...he's gazing at the platoon located far away from the outside front wall. He's standing at the place they've called overview, basically the rooftop of the tower.
He lifts his head, now he's gazing at the blue sky...
...afterwards, he closes his eyes and he keeps calm...
...a little hesitate, he thinks, yet he's afraid.
His knees kneel as he grounds his hand. Blood is flowing out from his lips. Does it actually hurt? Horrifyingly hurt! He vomits, even more blood he vomits. The prince is in pain.
His assistant always rebukes him for being stubborn, but words of concern has never been a fence of his decision.
He stands up and decides to continue watching this event, even if he's shaken while he resists to pass out.
Outside the walls of their kingdom, silent… as the war hasn't yet breakout. A commander, of the front line in the front walls, notices that something is rising at faraway. "Soldiers!"
All soldiers reply, "Sir! Yes sir!"
"The barrier has been lift! But, be on guard, prevail your strength for they have waited for this!"
"Yes sir!"
The ring of luminous crystal surrounding the kingdom is rising spherically. Lladamak carrying a red flag and along with the group of treals, he assembles, head near the barrier. "On your position!" he has cried. The group is lining arching near the spherical crystal.
He lays the hunting knife to his palm. He inhales as he closes his eyes. He clears his mind. He's hesitating but of course afraid. Very deep and in deep breathe, he exhales as he slides the knife. The driblets of blood fall while he's swinging his palm splashing the thick quantity of it against the barrier.
"Now!" he has yelled. All the treals unite their hand, leaning on their forehead while they think in extremely deep concentration. Those bloods are multiplying forming to a giant tidal and continuously moving until it reaches the barrier. Surprise! The soldiers, above the front wall, mutter.
The prince puzzles. "Such lives have wasted. Good grief, they could have live more peacefully." His eyes are grown weary.
The blood burns as it evaporates quickly, leaving a wide hole on the arch surface, causing that spherical barrier begins to vanish. It has then that people who performed the materialization have fallen down. Several of them lose their lives while the others fall in a severed internal injuries.
"Soldiers, be on guard!" has yelled by the commander.
"Sir, yes sir!" has cried loudly by the soldiers as they become more vigilant.
Meanwhile,
behind the kingdom, above the walls, Zahamara wonders about why the barrier disappeared.
On the other hand, far outside the walls, in the frontmost of his army, Altrass is in fist about the first plan succeeded, however, he's still waiting for the break-in result.
Lladamak is swinging the red flag as the platoons, that he divides, prepare themselves.
Those platoons, hiding on the woods, crawl, nearing to where their artillery attacks can reach their target.
The flag, Lladamak sticks it to the ground, then the platoons begin marching. Walking normally… walking fast… and Lladamak joins in. "Let's break in!" he has yelled. War cry! as they run heading to Jelfyr front wall.
"Soldiers, prepare for attack!" has yelled by their commander. Raising their bows and spears, the soldiers waiting on command feel the heavy of responsibility on this first release. "And now!" he has shouted. Raising the tension of the soldiers, who has fully bent their bows and ready to thrown spears; still estimating the right time… "Cease! Cease! Cease!" he has ordered, aborting as he swings his both hands confusing everyone to wonder. A sudden mutters of the soldiers criticize the now-slightly flushed commander. "Silent! Silent!" the commander has yelled, minimizing the noises.
One of the soldier smirks and asks yet he's still angry, "Seriously, what's happening on you sir! Look! our opponents are heading near!"
"Won't you let me speak?"
"Don't ask, speak already!"
"Hey! I think the commander is right!" has said by a soldier near the edge. His corneas prove, he's a Fange. "Look, look, our queen is in there, standing ahead of our engaging enemy!" All the soldiers who heard him are surprised. They've raised the gate open, but anyone, who has able to see, has witnessed a so terrifying.
Maintain good for parallel sides
One person can't own the whole world
Everything is for everyone
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