As they descended the ladder, the light faded, and soon they found themselves back on the battlefield.
The enemy still loomed on the horizon, and their soldiers stood ready, though uncertainty lingered in the air. The princes' men, having witnessed the ladder's appearance, murmured in awe. But the Warbringer's army was still vast, its darkness creeping closer.Andros, Calen, and Kyros strode forward, their armor gleaming with renewed strength. They raised their hands, calling their men to attention.Andros spoke first, his voice strong and commanding. "We have not been abandoned.
The God of Nor is with us. We fight not just for our kingdom, but for our faith, our people, and our future."Calen lifted his spear high. "We will face the darkness with the light of faith guiding us. We will stand as one, united under the protection of our God."Kyros drew his sword, its edge gleaming in the sunlight.
"Our strength comes not from our weapons, but from our hearts. Fight with honor, fight with faith, and victory will be ours."The soldiers, inspired by their words, raised their weapons and let out a mighty cheer. The tension that had weighed on them was lifted, replaced by a sense of hope and determination.
As the Warbringer's army marched closer, the three princes prepared for battle once again, but this time, they knew they were not alone.They had returned to their God.
And with that, they had regained the power that would turn the tide of war.