As I approached the Fortress of the Sun, the forest around it became increasingly sparse until it was nothing but a vast expanse of open land. The sun was beating down on me, making it hard to see through the glare. The heat was also making me sweat, and my clothes clung to my skin uncomfortably.
The Fortress loomed before me, its high walls casting long shadows across the ground. I could see guards patrolling along the top, and I knew that I had to find a way in without being seen. I made my way around to the right flank of the fortress, where I saw a large number of Golems, hybrids, and thieves guarding the gate.
I knew I had to act fast, so I drew my sword and charged towards them. They must have been taken aback by my sudden appearance, because they hesitated for a moment before attacking me.
The fight was fierce and one-sided. I moved quickly, dodging and parrying their attacks, and striking back with deadly precision. My movements were almost like a dance, fluid and graceful. I took down each of my opponents with ease, my sword flashing in the sunlight.
With the gate guards defeated, I approached the massive gate, which was heavily fortified with metal reinforcements. I began to climb, finding handholds and footholds in the cracks and crevices. I made my way up, steadily and surely, until I reached the top.
I could see no end. There was another army guarding the bridge. And it would take time, because they had many tanks.
WHILE HYAS WAS FIGHTING THE TANKS, THERE WAS A COMMOTION INSIDE OF A CONFERENCE ROOM NEAR THE BRIDGE HE WAS HEADING TWO.
The conference room was dimly lit, the only source of light being the candles placed on the pentagon-shaped table in the center of the room. Admiral Alastor was already seated at the table,he sat at the head of the pentagon table, his broad shoulders filling the high-backed chair. His chiseled features were set in a stern expression, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to take in everything around him. He wore a suit of gleaming black armor, adorned with golden trim and a red cape that hung from his shoulders. His long, black hair was tied back in a neat ponytail, and a sword rested at his side. He radiated an air of authority and power, and his presence alone commanded respect from his fellow admirals.
The other two admirals, Crius and Aello, entered the room and took their seats, their expressions serious.
Crius is a tall and muscular man with short black hair and a stern expression. He wears silver armor that glows in the sunlight, and his eyes are a piercing blue.
Aello is a woman with long, curly hair the color of flame. She is slender but strong, and her eyes are a bright green. She wears a red and gold armor that accentuates her figure, and carries a pair of curved swords at her sides.
"Good, you're here," Alastor said, his voice low and grave. "We need to talk about the son of Atlas. He's become a real threat to Lord Helios, and we need to put a stop to him."
Crius nodded in agreement. "Agreed. But how do we go about it? We've already sent out the letters, but we need a plan."
Aello leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table. "What about Plan Gamma? That's always been our failsafe. It's risky, but it could work."
Alastor raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure? Plan Gamma is dangerous. We could lose more than just the son of Atlas if we go through with it."
"I'm aware of the risks," Aello replied firmly. "But it's our only option. We need to act fast before he becomes too powerful to stop."
Crius hesitated for a moment before finally nodding. "I agree. Let's do it. But we need to be careful. We can't let Lord Helios find out."
Alastor nodded in agreement. "Agreed. We'll meet at the south bridge at midnight. Be prepared. This could get ugly. I will contact the others."
With that, Crius and Aello rose from their seats and made their way out of the conference room, each lost in their own thoughts about the coming battle.
Alastor writing a magic letter:
My esteemed fellow Admirals,
I write to you in a time of great urgency. The son of Atlas has breached our defenses and is making his way towards the heart of our Fortress. It is no secret that he poses a great threat to Lord Helios and all that we stand for.
I urge you to answer this call to arms and come directly to the south bridge. We must stop him before he can reach our inner sanctum. I cannot stress enough the importance of this mission.
It is time for Plan Gamma. I will not divulge the details of this plan in writing, but rest assured, it is our best chance at victory. We must work together and use all of our abilities to bring down this threat.
The fate of our Lord Helios and all that we hold dear rests on our shoulders. Let us not falter in the face of this challenge. We are the Admirals, the elite warriors of the Titans, and we will defend our home with honor and valor.
I await your arrival at the south bridge.
Alastor, Admiral of the Titans, Leader of the Pentagonal Legion