Orsgadts
Against the Power of Darkness

The red sky and ash still faithfully closed the region of Artamea. Anthura flew with its wide wings. Every now and then the monstrous giant creature flew low and spewed its fire wherever it wanted. Vast, unpredictable and extremely dangerous, that is what all human eyes see.

The dragon circled around the Imperia region and burned down the city of Chisti, the largest trading city in the kingdom. The townspeople ran in panic to save themselves. Those who cherish life, rushing towards the river Thene in the hope of the fire of the dragon did not kill them if they dived deep enough in the river.

Plans are pretty good but only if Anthura doesn't fly low. The residents who were busy saving their treasures were also not few. Gold and silver fell from their grasp as the dragon scorched the bodies of those who were too late to dodge.

Messed up. Parents and children scramble to find safety. Whether or not how many had fallen and been trampled on, it all ended in death. Screams and cries were heard all over. People curse and curse before life comes out of their bodies. Chisti is a dead city.

The next target of Anthura's ferocity is Eimersun. Eimersun residents have been evacuated to a shelter in Dharga hill. The hill has long caves and continues to penetrate underground. King Duncan wished his people to survive Anthura's rampage. When the dragon spouted fire into Eimersun's palace, King Duncan could only clench his hands.

King Duncan signaled Mirena by raising his right hand. Mirena immediately gave the order to all the catapult troops to attack the Korta troops who began to move slowly closer to the Eimersun forces. The catapult army of King Thenosyes also did not remain silent. One by one the big stones landed on the field filled with Korta troops. Those immortal soldiers were thrown and squeezed by huge stones and fireballs but once dozens of soldiers lay with skeletons scattered, the same number would reappear from within the ground.

All the warlords ordered their troops to attack Korta's forces. The Korta army that had originally moved very slowly now had a speed exceeding that of ordinary humans. It is certain which camp will suffer a major defeat. In a short time, the armies of Eimersun and Imperia were already greatly reduced. Unable to advance and no retreat, the armies of the two kingdoms were squeezed under the threat of death.

“We will not be able to defeat them,” hissed King Thenosyes. “Olevander, where is your promise?” said furious.

King Theosyes's arrogance was well reasoned. As great as his army would definitely not be able to defeat an immortal army.

“We must hinder them. Damnit damnit! If Avena were here,” said Hemworth, who leads the army to the south.

Cold air touched the knight's neck. He turned his head and saw that Avena was already beside him. The descendants of the ice fairy looked straight ahead.

“Avena!” knight Hemworth Exclamation.

“I can't destroy them but I think it can still hinder their movement until Leonz and Arsyna's men arrive,” Avena said.

Knight Hemworth was relieved to hear Avena's words. His army was already reduced by a lot while the rest were already exhausted from the unbalanced battle with the Korta army.

Avena floated high while forming a haze storm that pulled the Korta troops away from the second wall. His strength had recovered but of course he would not be able to hold back that immortal army for long. He hoped that Emune could finish his business with Yhourin so that the chaos out here could be finished soon.

The ice fairy descendant girl smiled at the Korta troops who continued to be attracted towards the palace of Orsgadt. After quite a distance, he took the magic powder that Leonz had given him. Korta's forces could not be held back by the ice power of Avena but if added with the magic powder that Leonz had smashed, he could hold them off for some time.

Avena spilled a handful of magic powder over her palm and then covered her palm with her other hand. He blew both hands in front of his face, magic powder flying through the air. Avena then darted away after seeing Korta's troops freeze down there.

“It's enough to hold them for a while. I think Leonz will be here soon. I have to help Emune,” Avena told Knight Hemworth.

Avena nodded then darted away from the battlefield. Emune is currently only with Proner and Horeen. He must hurry.

The knight of Hemworth sent two couriers to inform King Duncan and King Thenosyes. Right now their enemy is in the sky which they should be worried about.

***

Leaving Emune against Yhourin was the thing Leonz did not want to do the most. He did not want to but the urgent situation required him to leave. Leonz stands in the middle of the road bordering Arsyna and Imperia. The galloping horse's feet came towards him from the south. Leonz smiles.

His Majesty King Zyruone hastened the run of his horse. They will not be able to get to the border of Orsgadt with many troops on foot behind it. The three commanders who accompanied him were ready to fight, the same as him who was complete with armor and swords.

Just a few dozen meters from where it was now, a large blue and green arch covered the road. No human could do that so it was certain that it was the work of a fairy or a witch. The king of Zyruone grabbed the little girl standing near the arch and without stopping a single bit past him.

The warlords and the army of Arshna followed in the footsteps of their king. After the last soldier entered, the arch disappeared. There is no trace of the presence of arches on the border road. The road is back empty.

King Zyruone pulled the reins of his horse. He was stunned to see the sight before him. Eimersun's army south of Orsgadt was few. Piles of corpses and the smell of viscous blood filled the air. He was about to talk to Leonz who was in his arms but the little girl was gone. King Zyruone clucked in annoyance.

He went down and approached the Knights Hemworth and Arrand who seemed relieved to see his presence. A brutal war. The king could see Hemworth's wounded arm as well as Arrand's shoulder which was wrapped in cloth and the cloth was already soaked with blood.

“Sorry, I'm late,” said the king.

“No, Your Honor, this is a good time. Arsyna's team will be very helpful,” replied Arrand.

“We're concentrating on the attack from the south. The commanders will prepare the army of Arsyna. Hmmm, Korta can already be overcome?” ask king Arsyna.

“For a while, Your Majesty. May Princess Elizai and her friends overcome the witch of Goenhrad,” Hemworth replied.

“Elizai, what is he ..” The king's eyes did not feel teary. He sighed heavily.

“Don't worry, Your Majesty. The Princess was a direct descendant of the Great King Orsgadt. He can certainly handle it,” said Arrand. He strongly believed his adopted son would lead them to victory.

The King nodded. He then mobilized the commanders to organize the newly arrived army of Arsyna to replace the exhausted army of Eimersun.