Lowering his bow slightly, Kent announced his arrival, his voice booming throughout the battlefield.
"I don't know the history of your conflict or the grievances that have driven you to war. But I do know this: if you continue down this path, there will be nothing left of either side. For the sake of your survival, you must stop this war—right now."
Zora, the head of the Fire Kirin race, who had been on the losing side of the battle, hesitated. His pride warred with the practicality of the situation. But even he could see the devastation that would befall on his people if the fighting continued.
Slowly, reluctantly, he raised his hand, signaling his forces to stand down. The Fire Kirins, their bodies still glowing with residual heat, withdrew, their flames dimming as they retreated to a safer distance.
