After forty-eight hours of searching for Obaka, Willam has finally found the exact location with help from his mages.
"If your directions are correct, we should be near the Orc correct "? The Prince asked.
"Yes young lord, just a little bit further and we should arrive at the Orc's exact location".
The Prince and the others came to a halt as they stumbled upon pools of blood . Piles of corpses stretched for miles and the air filled with the corpse's foul stench, led the Prince to reconsider his choice of path.
"Mary sweet mother of Jesus, this is our men" ? The Prince asked himself in disbelief.
"William, what is our next move" ? Ferze asked. The Prince for a moment couldn't answer the question, but he soon continued down the bloody pathway.
"We advance… stay on your toes". He said, giving everyone else the single to keep moving, but the eldest Mage didn't budge.
"Young lord, this is preposterous, is it not ? These are men… our men… who've been slain and given the worst death possible. I do not want you to suffer the same fate, please Sir William, let us return to Austria at once".
William stopped and turned around, giving the mage a distasteful glare. He then continued down the path, not heeding the advice. "I will not repeat myself".
Moments after continuing down the path, the Prince and his companions unknowingly trampled upon small shards that were buried beneath the sand . "Easy girl, easy" . He said, trying to calm his horse.
The Prince looked around to see about the well-being of the others, but he found them on the ground, thrown off by their horses. "We're fine young lord, these shards are nothing". One of the mages said. As William began helping the others recover, he hears the ground shaking and trotting sounds coming closer and closer.
"It's him… he's coming" He said, as he finished helping the others get up from the ground. He drew his sword and stood his ground. "Everyone , B -formation , let's go! That bastard Orc is coming in close"! He yelled.
The Mages surrounded the Prince with a spreaded out formation. While spreaded out, Ferze stood by more closely within the formation, to better protect the Prince.
With the sound of trotting grew closer and closer, the Prince finally got a glimpse of what he thought was Obaka. "OH… false alarm everyone, my apologies". He said in disappointment, only to see that the sudden trotting sound came from a wild horse.
Just as the Prince was about to let the others know to break the formation, he heard one of his mages yell. "YOUNG LORD, GET DOWN NOW"! As he got down immediately he heard the clash of swords and turned around. Ferze stopped the planned blow to William's head.
"Looks like we finally meet you rechet Orc".
"No has ever stopped my attack at this speed, looks like I'm in for a challenge". Obaka said, loosening his grip on his sword. The Prince was distraught as he thought about how he was moments away from being dead. "If it weren't for the mages and Ferze, I would have been dead right now… how in God's name can that Orc move so fast…. The sounds of his footsteps weren't even heard"!
He then remembered what the eldest Mage once told him , "Iet us return to Austria". The Prince then got up from the ground while clenching his sword. "There's no turning back… may God have mercy upon us all upon this day …. His capabilities far exceeds mines and I understand that now". The young Prince joins Ferze in battle.