The Final Tale

The Final Tale Ch. 21

The prince limped his way into the fray, where the fires roared like they never roared before. Kion's injuries had healed enough for him to semi-run Makini stood by his side all the way from Priderock. Animals were heard over the flames whooshing and crackling.

"I think they're this way!" Makini managed to say through the smoke.

"I think so too!" Kion replied. "Stay alert, Makini! Those Outlanders could be anywhere!"

Suddenly, a yell could be heard. The two looked up to see where the noise was coming from. They saw something falling from the sky above. The animal then landed right in the middle of them.

Gunge.

The small Cuckoo bird hopped around as his tail feathers were set on fire. Makini quickly grabbed the bird and doused it out with some dirt. "Gunge! Are you Ok?"

Gunge looked up at his old friend after muttering something about Kovu. "Makini! Oh, yes yes I'm fine." He brushed himself off. "Anyhow, we could use you and your friend, here."

"That's why we're here." Kion looked ahead. "Lead the way, Gunge."

The small grey bird flew off as he led his companions to the battlegrounds.

Only one side would come out on top.

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The rage of battle went on as Scar watched it all. The Backlanders were putting up quite a fight against his forces, more so than the last two times. Scar had never seen the Backlanders as more than a minor inconvenience, But seeing them fighting with everything they had in them came to a surprise.

Reirei snapped her jaws at Talen, who merely smacked her away with his paw. "Bite that, Jackal!"

Django made his way up to where Nuka and Vitani were guarding Simba. "Ok, here's how it's gonna work." He grinned at the two. "I'm gonna kill whoever I catch first. Boo!"

The two offspring of Zira scattered in fear of the Dragon as he raced up to Zira.

"G'day!" He greeted his nemesis kindly before swatting her and Ushari off the king with his wooden tail. "And G'bye!"

Simba stood back up as he looked to the Komodo with a look of gratitude. "Thank you, sorry I never really got your name."

"Name's Django, yer Majesty." Django nodded. "Now lets git a move on, we got us a fight to win here." The two have a nod to each other before leaping down into the fray.

"Fight back!" Scar roared at his Army. "They're only Backlanders, destroy them all!"

"Hey Scar!"

The voice Scar heard seemed to strike a chord inside of him. He looked around for the familiar sound as it sounded like it was flying towards him like a rock. Finally, he saw something in the flames. A small black figure flying towards him swiftly. And it seemed to be yelling at him.

"SHUT UUUUUUUUUUUUP!"

The Demon then felt what must've been a ball of wood slamming into his face. Ashes erupted from where the object hit him. Scar shook off the pain and looked to see what had hit him.

Janja.

The former top attacker of the Pridelands had just flown right into the fiery demon with help from a wooden slingshot. The scavenger lay on the ground, where some of the armor he was wearing had been burnt off from the impact. He breathed heavily as several burn marks were seen on his body.