Moonlight falls upon a sea of corpses,

All thats left are knights without horses.

They will not falter they will not run,

They fight to see the burning sun.

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"This is the final push against those that dare threaten the livelihood of the Empire.

As elite soldiers, your squad, along with thousands of the strongest this vast nation has to offer, have been tasked by the Empress herself to aid the Heroes in destroying the foul cur who have brought darkness upon this world once more.

Your conquest has brought you here after several hard months of fighting. This is the foes final defence before their hulking stronghold in the Cradling Mountains to the West. The end is in sight and with it rises Dawn's Light. Mere moments ago their leaders retreated within the confines of their great hall, no doubt fearing the inevitable and preparing traps to try eradicate as many of us as they can before Sol rises in wake of our victory."

Ascending from our formation covered in many Grand Arias, Runes on heavy armour flaring as the imposing figure of the Hero Agon pointed a heavy gauntleted hand towards the many lines of dark hulking beasts gathered before a dark stronghold cradled by the mountain it rests upon. His heroic speech sparks a light in the hearts of us all.

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"Night draws near and our blasted foe are ever stronger for it. But we cannot falter here, so I beseech thee noble souls...

CHARGE!”

Then, faster than any arrow, a blinding beam of randiant might erupts from his fingers, hurtling towards the center of their formation and for less than a moment a series of runes darker than night appear in the air before it. The attempt to block the light was in vain, only to shatter on impact, doing nothing to reduce the decimation heading to their forces.

Then the world erupted into light.

Blinded, all that you could hear was the roars.

From the blast, from the blood, from us. Our worn bodies already in motion to follow our lastest command.

Charge.

As sight returns to me, I see that the final assault has truly begun. A crater hundreds of meters in diameter has created a crack in their defence. A path to their stronghold. But the damnable foe seem happy to die this eve if it means their masters  will have but a second more to prepare for us. They too charge.

As both sides come together and all kinds of projectiles fly through the sky, lighting this battlefield with their radiance, guiding us to our foe like bloodthirsty hounds. I recall a proverb I first heard as a child:

'So we may witness Sol's glory; Dawn ever battles Dusk bringing forth morning’

And for a second before we clash I can't help but remember that they are helpless before our might now, their leaders have abandoned them. Hope fills the hearts of me and mine. This is our chance, our opportunity.

We will be victorious.

We will not falter.

We will fight.

Until Dawn.