Skirmish

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Alter Magus, the prelate watched from the tower of his castle as a huge plume of smoke rose from the port. The docks and canvasses were in flames, as were the shops.

The alarm was sounded and the guard, like angry ants, rushed to the stables,

taking their armor, shields, swords and bows.

This horror had to be eliminated!

He gritted his teeth. An old one!.

He looked at his officers... Beware. The Beast is awake. The prophecy...

With a gesture the sheriffs gathered and a unit of military fairies flew after me.

I was already at the tank.

Cabal was explaining the controls to Waspy.

"On the screen, you can see the map with the landforms superimposed. Anything that moves, breathes or emits heat will appear in red on the scan line. The central point is you.

Don't let any red dot come close! They have magic and there is no telling what might happen. Normally, the high iron content would cancel out all their magic... but you never know...

Like a raging swarm, a group of elves, probably winged women, or fairies, I couldn't tell but they had followed me from the horizon.

Their uniforms flapped in the wind and they were armed with blowpipes and no armor. Otherwise, they would never have been able to fly.

I flew over the great valley and with my piercing eyes I admired their beauty.

I sighed and thought what a waste... but as I thought of my family, our children, my hardened heart grew even more dense.

I was ready for all the baseness...

There were about twenty of them and their wings quivered like dragonflies

Some were filled with red crystals, others with yellow and others with blue.

They were magnificent.

Then came flying beasts ridden by fairies/elves.

They were all as beautiful as each other.

Meanwhile,

A hundred horsemen had almost arrived.

Their horses were covered with armor plates but I was fascinated by the finesse of their equipment. They had almost an industrial level or advanced metallurgical knowledge.

Two battalions were gathering at the top of the hill overlooking the elven city

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Two battalions were gathering at the top of the hill overlooking the elven city.

I had no idea what they were called and, to be honest, I didn't care.

The magic was obvious from one of the officers holding a blazing blade. Probably a sword.

His armor was more colorful than the others and he must have been some kind of captain or commander.

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