*3 Months Later*
In the middle of a large grass field, four hundred soldiers clashed their blades against each other. All you could hear were the sounds of metal hitting metal, of men screaming in pain while fighting, and all of the sounds of war.
"AARGH!
*Clang*
"HELP!"
On the hills, watching over the field, was a man wearing armor, surrounded by three men, all holding swords to guard him.
"It seems the battle is going in our favor." the man said.
The man was named Robert H. Ramsey. A noble that held the rank of Baron, and the guards near him were his own personal guards.
"Those mercenaries turned out to be well worth the investment." Robert said it with a smile. "That Miranda bitch may finally surrender..."
"Sir! Enemy reinforcements are approaching!" one of the soldiers yelled out.
"How many?!" Robert yelled.
"...Six?" the soldier said in surprise.
"Just six? HA!" Robert laughed gleefully. "How pathetic that Miranda must rely on just six people to save her entire army."
After Robert said that, five of the six people joined the battle and immediately started to damage the enemy forces, pushing them back while their forces continued to advance.
"Wait...I recognize some of them..." Another soldier said.
"You do?" a soldier asked.
"But there's no way. It isn't possible for Lady Campbell to afford them..." the guard said.
"Just spill it!" the soldier yelled in anger.
"They're...the Silver Blades." the nervous soldier said.
"Who in the hell are the Silver Blades?" Robert asked.
"A group of A and B-ranked mercenaries... they have about twenty members, and they are all some of the most powerful mercenaries in the Kingdom." The nervous guard said.
"No, you must be mistaken." Robert said.
"No, I promise you, I'm not, the one in the black mask... I recognize him; I've only seen him once before, and when I did...." the guard said before gulping. "Only death followed."
Meanwhile, on the battlefield, the person in the black mask jumped directly into the crowd of enemy mercenaries, and next to everyone, purple lightning spread throughout the crowd of troops as he shocked all of them at once, causing them to collapse.
"THEY HAVE A MAGIC USER?!" Robert yelled out in shock.
Robert's soldiers, who had managed to survive, quickly ran off and headed back to Robert's castle. Robert himself also retreated, realizing he would have to change his strategy.
*On the battlefield*
"Good job out there, kid." A man said talking to the person in the black mask.
"Seriously, one sight of you, and they all ran." a woman in her twenties said.
"You did well-"
The person in the black mask took it off and looked at the others.
"Alex."
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