Elf) Look at all of you!! Are you happy now??? We are at your doorsteps because of that uncontrollable piece of shit, you call Grada!!!!
(Flame Sister) Hey you damn elf, shut up while we talk first. Don't ever interrupt, when in the presence of the Daemon(A being borne from a nature between humanity & deities)...
On your knees....
-DOMINATOR'S SP....
Before she could unleash her power...
-TRI-TON SLAP-
-WwwwhhhaaaTTTTHHHHOOOOOMMMMM-
The eagle moved into position so quick Gravf & Waep barely caught it... The massive creature flapped open its right ring passing its feathers across everyone standing near him but didn't harm them at all, just gently passed right through them with little friction at all...
As he flapped his wing forward, his feathers safely passed through the companions he ferried there. But soon as the wing passed over them it's feathers stiffened so much so it looked like a white blade of lightning Wapping Flame Sister on the whole side of her body from head to toe. It was a blow that caught her completely off guard and enough power to knock off the top of the wall and send her tumbling across the Hillside over the horizon...
-I am the one who ruffles the treetops,
I am the one who skins the cat,
I am the key to the sky,
I am Lonesome Blight
Daemon of Ash Trunk,
Solus Rui'N
And my charge is to lead over the head of Ash Trunk!!! Sir Alon. Dwarven Rite. I leave these Druids to you.. Oh and I'm going to fight a very strong opponent stay out of the way...
-Wwwwhhhhooooosssshhhhh- He took off in the direction he sent Flame Sister...
(Gravf) The Lonesome Blight!!! He's the Daemon for Ash Trunk??
(Sir Alon) Yes. It's him. Now you understand the severity of our grievances with you.
(Waep) But the tale goes that your Daemon was severely injured and lost his sanity after the battle with his brother?
(Gravf) Yes that is why the Dwarves have no King or Daemon. Solus Rui'N killed them both in that battle. He was not always an eagle, he once was the form of a Human. Herculean strength and speed faster than light, warrior stature and onyx skin. He fit the description of an otherworldly being, but the Elves and Dwarves dragged the Daemons into the war and pit brother against brother...
(Sir Alon) Partly true. He was gravely injured, but that doesn't matter here. Solus himself, wanted this to happen so he's confident in his own abilities... Your Drok(Derogatory term for a Druid) stole from us, and here is our get back...
(Gravf) Grada has no attachment to us anymore and it's been over 10 years since we had direct contact with him and thus San'Halo is a newbie to me...
(Sir Alon) No need to back-peddle, just prepare your armies...
(Waep) And you feel the same way about this, Dwarven Rite???? Do you all really want to go to war behind this? I want to know your true feelings. As you say we are ready for anything, but let's be concise as to why we're about to fight...
-I Drigom
-I Oligwom
-I Hureglom
We all confirm that we are of one accord and willing to pay back those who allowed their pup to run freely...
(Oligwom) You are going to be judged at the end of our swords..
(Gravf) Then so be it... I suppose it's time to get rid of the bad blood and from it new life will rise...
-BATTLE FORMATIONS!!!!!!!!!!
Oooooooaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!! The armies of the Dwarves pounded on their shields as the order was given...
-BATTLE FORMATIONS!!!!!!!!!
Hhhhhhooooo!!!!! Hhhhhooooo!!!
The Elven army chanted after receiving orders...
(Waep) Today we will put all of you to rest.. After all of this we will go and destroy your precious Ash Trunk & Root Town...
-Masters. Move out!!!
The fourth rider that came with Flame Sister disappeared right before their eyes... So did the Dominator, Warmonger and finally Seeker. Without saying a word...
(Drigom) Well now. Looks like they'll be doing the fighting themselves.. When did those Droks last do anything physical? Oohooo... oohooo... oohoooo...
(Huregom) The day has finally shaped into one of our favor. Brothers...
Oligom stood next to his two brothers and looked deeply in their eyes. It took no words they all knew just how important this day would be. They properly shook hands first, second turned to the Dwarven army and with a moving chest pound the clash would signal attention...
(Oligom) No Fear, No Mercy, Bludgeon to your heart's desire.. Leave every ounce of sweat on the battlefield and we will be the last ones standing!!!!!
We forged these weapons with our own mitts, only we know the powers we brought here into this mighty battlefield. Stoke the flames of your hearts and strike the irons of life in hopes of forging our own Destinies!!
-WE ARE THE DWARVES OF ROOT TOWN & THERE WILL BE NO BACKING DOWN!!!!!-
-NNNNNNNRRRRRRRAAAAAAAARRRRRR!!!!
The Dwarves responded in an eruption of emotion. They were ready!!!!
(Sir Alon) Today we take everything we've ever wanted!! We didn't come here to play around, end each life swiftly and severely, then move on to ending another... Our Daemon is doing his job, so let's do ours...
-YES SIR!!!!!!
The Elven army donned their helmets and readied their weapons in military fashion. All on one accord moving simultaneously and as cohesive as a group of soldier ants...
(Resilience Master) Head of Strategies
(Sensory Master) Battlefield Intel
(War Master) Head of the Army
All standing at the ready to meet Master Gravf & Madam Waep and receive battle orders...
The Masters had always planned for a day like this. It didn't matter which faction led the charge, Daemon or not, wars were started due to preparation and ended due to preparation. At least that's what they believed, no... They longed for the day someone would come meddling...
(Master Gravf) I trust you all and I know you will defend Spring Hills with your lives. Same as I am willing to do. We are all connected to this place and also connected to our Flame Sister. So I ask that we give our home and Flame Sister the true sacrament of blood they deserve.
Let's drench our lands in stains of death. It has been too long and now is time we seal their fates. Lets eradicate the Dwarves and Elves out of Celestial Forest...
As Solus flew over to the location of Flame Sister he noticed the presence of the riders breaking off in four separate directions, but Flame Sister was his target. He arrived there to see Flame Sister awaiting his arrival sitting Indian style with a small scuff mark on the side of her face...
-Hmmm... I didn't think you had enough power to leave your putrid form. I bet none of them noticed, did they?
(Solus) Well, to be fair how could they? They're still under the illusion that I am their protector. I have a different plan and it starts with you....
The situation has changed drastically, but for who? Who holds the upper hand here??
To be continued...
Chapter 6 Coming next week...