Fontans Army break the plains just before the castle. The army is set in divisions have brought a total of 6 divisions. A division is organized as such, a General leads often or not the are those graduated from the first tier at a guilding school and have developed a starter guild. Generals are quite powerful. Below each General will be 10 Captains each a rifler each, in lead of a squadron at a school. Each will have found there on attunement magic or the magic they discovered first. Focusing more on equipment and weopon skill less magic combat capabilities is expected. Last each captain will have 100 soldier below them, slave animal ,criminals each with a binding and each taught in only hand to hand and equipment fighting.
"Lord there are 6066 soldiers before us are capabilities is about half that my lord." King Chyles knew the count and his face became grim. He sent Dark knight to protect his son after all Srybiam is still loose within the kingdom. "Father what shall we do ." King turn and glares at the spoken boy. On cue and grimacing " the prince takes after his father stubborn and refuses to obey orders from those wishing to protect there lives. " Smiling King Chyles puts his sons question first. We shall do nothing, you will flee to a neighboring country otherwise are lineage will be over."
Aceles eyes harden" I will fight with my father even if it is the end of our lineage , I cannot bare fleeing at the price of your life." King wet eyes shone through and represent the kings on thought on the matter of survival. Suddenly a knight appears. Knights are those classified as having a special ability which prevents the use of all magic except the one in which progresses there very fighting essence. A rare but powerful class that can threaten even Archons. "3000 strong my lord , we await your command."
All knew there place within the country of Chyles each new wheather to fight or aid or flee each preparing each presenting right were they need to be. The King appears before all , and all bow before his very words," to war". All about face as one, all march to a battle each foot fallen as one a brutal battle is about to commence. The king and Prince sprint forth there position is to the front . Many and all types of gear rush and coagulation around the king , Riflers, knight, and those about to proceed to there second tier of learning.
The Fontans head General sneer the audacity that they will proceed to war is a ridiculous motion. The should have knelt and live to serve. But unbeknownst to even the king, his heir was withing the soldiers of the leading General the one who will be attacked upon first. Even to the King he thought king Chyles to be a smart thoughtful king. Yet they chose to attack. Suddenly all Generals of the Fontans bark and order there captains quick to follow and the soldier flood the plains first eager to prove worthy of a promotion.
The prince of Fontan approaches that of opposing force who immediately aims to peirce the princes heart. The prince changes levels to were his head is below the Spear, side step sweeping his front foot behind his back, the katana flashes out and back in just as his back foot is in front and his front foot is in the back. Blood splatter the princes face and the warriors head falls.
Prince Aceles in the front sees this and knows that a foot soldier will not have the capability or skill to hide the draw,slice and resheathing as what he had just seen. A royal was within the soldiers mist perhaps a chance to deliver a moral blow. A way to win a war that must be fought uphill. Aceles dashes forward stabbing each opponent in the head, heart,lungs or throat butting the handle of the katana. Take by surprise the Fontan princes slides back allowing the slicing of his clothes rather than the devastating blow if it were to be his ribs and chest. The fellow before him is not a normal person no must be a royal family member. The prince of Fontan unsheathes the katana and approchs the royal member.
The prince of Fontan blocks all sword slices. None on aim to kill or maim his opponent he wishes to capture his opponent alive. A tradition must be held the first worthy opponent of a Fontan royal member must be beaten with out a killing or maiming strike and made to serve as a servant. Aceles spear stab and slashing frowns. The skill of his opponent aims to restrict him and he cannot pull back he is stuck while the war wages around him suddenly an overbearing heat bares upon the battlefield and Aceles father flashes past bringing a releasing gust of cool air.
His father's voice boom outs" King Balirus why do you attack have we offended you." King Balirus belligerent as ever states "I need your land which you waste undeveloping as your kingdom has, I thought you a better king that which bows instead of sacrafice your people." The wind blew harsh from my father and wings blasted out his back tearing through his back blood splashing back down to the ground below. King Chyles dissappear, moments later a booming sounds enough to rupture the air drums of those that were directly below when he disappears. He reappear behind king Balirus a great sword made of wind held in his hand, slicing it across King Balirus body.
Nothing came of the slash and second later chains wrapped around King Chyles and all magic from him was sealed as it currently was. This gravely injures king Chyles as blood spills out his mouth and his skin tears leaking blood from all across his body. Seeing this Prince Aceles blood boils and suddenly a torrent of magic erupts from within. A blackness takes over his body glows a hew of teal and the Fontan prince is shocked, the magic held within his opponent is great and will most likely kill the boy . King Chyles sees his son erupt and hatred boils his beating heart and blackness eats the chains rushing forward consuming prince Aceles magic completely. Prince Aceles consciousness recede to darkness.