HOLD YOUR GROUND!! Commands Wraith
The kingdom would have been caught unaware if it was not for the ethereal messenger bird from Verion’s Queen. Wraith was not sure if the woman's ability was limited or if she was unaccustomed to war. Not an hour Aafter the scribe left to do his work the small white bird flew through the wall interrupting his war council. Having seen Eylise use this ability before during visits to their kingdom he immediately recognized it. The timing told him that the system message went to all twelve kingdoms. Initially he planned on ignoring the buzzing the flapping of the wings made as they flew around him. Argog’s priority is its walls and its people. Calls for help would have to be secondary, if she could not figure out how to defend her people she should not be Queen.
Minutes later his patience was not as strong when the bird hovered in front of his face refusing to be moved. What is it you want you annoying gnat?? At the response the bird was finally able to relay its message.
DRAGON. CASTLE. DESTROY ALL. DESTRUCTION!!!
Each on the war council wore grim faces as the king sprang into action. Get your gear, we now know where the attacks are headed. If a destruction beast wants to take this castle it will have to come through us. Raise the alarm! Tonight we battle, Wraith begins then the war council joins the chant, TOMORROW WE FEAST!!
These warriors were the best line of defense for Argog Wraith thought. All seven being S rank is no coincidence. He pushed them to the brink since he took over the kingdom for moments just like this. Where Aman the SS rank was was a mystery. That woman never missed an opportunity for a fight. Her mind for battle rivaled his and that was saying something. She is the mother of his oldest son Phinas who took their battle rage to the next level. Wraith sent him on a quest to save the kingdom from his mischief when bored.
Fire blasts fill the area exploding harmlessly off the force shield of the beast which slowly makes its way to the defenders. Having appeared suddenly from underground its intentions were made clear with the announcement about the ten. Wraith had no idea what it meant and that blasted scribe had yet to return. This calamity level beast is impossible, its movements make no sense. Not even his sovereign battle sight can predict what it will do next.
Keep your distance men, Yandar fire blast full power now!! The lawn in front of the group is engulfed in flames leaving scorch marks everywhere and suffocating smoke obscuring sight. Wraith uses a wind blast to disperse the smoke hoping for victory from that powerful blast. With that Yandar completely destroyed the last destruction level beast. That Minotaur was awoken using ancient scrolls during their last war. It nearly broke through the battle lines to the capital.
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Wraith discovered this situation was a far cry from that. A gelatinous tentacle shot through the smoke as it cleared, grabbing Yandar and engulfing him. Spiten the group's strength based combatant was taken next. They were quickly spit out burned, armor less and unconscious. Wraith’s Sovereign Heal had zero effect as he attempted to restore them; a quick look at them showed they were still breathing. This meant some kind of suppression field was being used. Them being alive meant only one thing Wraith realized.
This monstrosity, this slime, was not here for any of the team. As it continued its slow slide towards the defenders the reality of this situation sunk in.
Rand, he said, tapping the shoulder of his second in command for these defenders. Rand turned to Wraith ready for the last second plan that pulled victory out of certain defeat, like so many other times. Wraith knew there would be no victory here though. Aman not being here when this level beast was in the capital meant she was likely incapacitated or dead already. Looking to Rand he signaled the retreat and gave one last command.
Prepare the next monarch, when that scribe returns from his meditations give him this. Wraith handed Rand a sealed bundle of letters. Having been in countless battles together words were not needed at this moment. Rand clasped the king's forearm before saluting and declaring LONG REIGN THE KING..
The rest of the war council fell into line behind Rand, each understood the situation and what was being asked of them. As they retreated back to the castle Wraith stood facing the slime with his black mythrill sword held in front. His entire life has been about protecting Argog. When he slit the throat of the traitorous former king it was to restore honor to the throne. He didn’t know the system would offer him the opportunity to take the throne. Truthfully Revi was a better choice but Wraith did his best and transformed the minor kingdom to the most powerful.. the battle kingdom. Heh he chuckles, I get it now
Stopping in front of the king the slime exclaimed;
TEN WERE DESTROYED, EIGHT ARE THE BALANCE FOR ARGOG.
System message: WEEP ALL ARGOG KING DOMINI FIRST OF HIS NAME. CHAMPION OF THE ARGOG HAS DIED A NOBLES DEATH. MAY HE LAY WITH HIS FOREFATHERS AND BE REMEMBERED FOR GENERATIONS.
THE KING IS DEAD LONG LIVE KING ARWAR FIRST OF HIS NAME. DEFENDER OF THE WAY OF THE GREAT PASS. MAY HE REIGN LONG AND WISE.
Revi arrived at the palace lawn having pushed his abilities past their limits. He was able to find one obscure line of text referring to beast accords. Although the answers he hoped for were not there he knew where to find them. Kyreb, the oldest kingdom, were named as co-authors of the accords. Now running he reached the king in time to catch him mid fall. The blue gelatinous slime seeped through the ground disappearing from sight.
Holding this man, his rival, his king he could do nothing but weep.
This man is the only person Revi has ever counted as a friend.
Outliving the immortal Wraith stood Revi, Scribe to the king.