The sun was just beginning to rise over the mountains as Logan, Yanisha, and their army marched towards the border of El Salvador. They had received word that Yahitsha and her forces were planning to launch a surprise attack on the kingdom, and they were determined to stop her. As they approached the border, Logan felt a surge of anxiety and fear. He knew that this battle would be the most important one of his life, and the fate of his kingdom hung in the balance. Yanisha rode up beside him, sensing his unease. "Don't worry, Your Highness," she said. "We've trained for this. We're ready." Logan nodded, but he couldn't shake the feeling of impending doom. He knew that Yahitsha was a formidable opponent, and she had the backing of a powerful witch on her side. As they reached the border, Logan gave the order to halt. He scanned the horizon, looking for any sign of Yahitsha's army. And then he saw them. A massive army of soldiers, led by Yahitsha herself, was advancing towards them. Logan could feel the ground shaking beneath his feet as they approached. "Prepare for battle!" he shouted. "Stand your ground!" The two armies clashed, and the sound of swords clashing and men screaming filled the air. Logan fought with all his might, cutting down soldiers left and right. Yanisha was by his side, her sword flashing in the sunlight as she fought off attackers. The battle raged on for hours, neither side gaining the upper hand. But then Logan caught a glimpse of Yahitsha, who was standing at the back of her army, watching the battle with a cold, calculating gaze. Logan knew that he had to take her out. He fought his way through the enemy lines, cutting down anyone who got in his way. Finally, he reached Yahitsha. They faced each other, swords at the ready. "You will not win this," Yahitsha said, a wicked smile spreading across her face. Logan didn't reply. He lunged at her, their swords clashing in a shower of sparks. The battle between them was fierce and brutal. But finally, with one final blow, Logan managed to strike Yahitsha down. The battle was over. Logan's army had emerged victorious, and the kingdom of El Salvador was safe once again. Logan collapsed to the ground, exhausted and covered in blood. But he felt a sense of relief and pride. He had fought for his kingdom and won, and he had shown the world that he was a worthy prince. As the sun set over the battlefield, Logan looked up at the sky and felt a sense of hope for the future. The kingdom of El Salvador had survived its greatest challenge, and it was ready to face whatever lay ahead.