“Do you regret following me?”
On a spacious plains that seemed to spread out for miles on end, the tall grass seemed as though they were tides, moving with the direction of the wind under the the bright lights of the full moon above. On the otherwise silent plains, were two large masses that were about a half mile apart from each other.
On one end was a large army of humans who were dressed in several different types of armor. Some were made from leather, some chain mails, while others wore full plate armor. Thousands of banners were spread throughout the formation with various suits and colors, representing all the houses and kingdoms that had gathered.
The person who spoke earlier was a man who wore heavy leather armor. His figure wasn’t skinny, while not being dense either. His black hair was cut short and helped complement his rough look. His gray eyes, seemed ancient and solemn.
Beside him was a female who wore tight fitting leather armor that emphasized the curves of her petite body. Her silver hair reached down to her chin, shining with the light from the moon. Her blue eyes were gentle and calming to look at, like the vast oceans.
“No, I do not. Even if it was to hell, I would never regret being by your side.”
Taking her eyes off the army in front of her, she turned to look at the beside her and gave off the most dazzling smile. Seeing that smile, the tense expression on the man softened a little also before he looked at the army that stood in front of him.
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The army was a very intimidating one to look at. All the soldiers were lined up in a very orderly fashion and were all dressed in the finest silver armor. The front rows of soldiers were all holding spears that had a length of ten feet, while the middle consisted of swordsman. In the back, the archers gripped their arrows while the cavalry stood valiantly on their war horses.
The most frightening part of the army, however, were those beings who were floating in the air above the army.
There were tens of figures who wore flowing silk robes. They stared coldly in their directions as they let their killing intent loose. The man was able to feel the uneasiness of his people. Giving a cold snort, he took a step forward and also used his own killing intent to shield them.
Turning his around to look at the woman behind him, he let a small smile appear.
“Well then, let’s finish once and for all. For the people, for us…...and for our child.”
With those words that were spoken ever so softly, he turned around and roared out with a booming voice.
“TODAY, WE RECLAIM OUR OWN FATE FROM THOSE IN FRONT OF US WHO CALL THEMSELVES HEAVENLY BEINGS AND GODS! FOR THE PEOPLE! FOR AZURA!”
While those words hung in the air, the man started to rush forward with his silver halberd held in his right hand. Soon afterwards, a thunderous sound appeared as hundreds of people began to run forward. In front of them, Meanwhile, the heavenly army also began their rush forward as the figures who were floating earlier flew forward to meet their rush.
As the two armies closed in on each other, runes began to sparkle from the man’s right arm as lights flashed out and columns of light appeared behind him. As those lights began to solidify into figures, the man let out a roar of defiance and slashed out with his halberd at the figure that was in front of him.