Y/n's caravan goes to report on the success on taking care of Greasus. The great bastion is still under constant threat as more servants of chaos attack the walls.
Y/n meets with Miao Ying on the eastern wall.
Miao: Ah, you have returned. Successfully I hope?
Y/n: Yes. Greasus is dead.
Miao: Good. That makes Cathay safer and trade can flow once we secure a route.
Another dragon flys overhead. Only to crash down in front of the two, injured.
Miao: Zhao! What has happened to you?!
Zhao struggles as he shifts to his human form and can only get onto all fours.
Zhao: T-they had a mage. H-he. *groans in pain* I...couldn't.
Y/n: Please, tell me if he was fully cloaked, and seemingly appeared out of nowhere?
Zhao nodded slightly.
Y/n: We have ran into him before.
Miao: You know this mage?
Y/n: Yes. He has saved many from defeat.
Zhao: My...men. They bought me time...to fly.
Y/n: Then we must march quickly.
Miao: He was going after the dark elf invaders.
Y/n: My caravan will set out and combat this mage.
Miao: Good luck.
The caravan leaves and marches towards the east. When Y/n's forces arrive, he sends scouts out to see what the situation is.
The situation wasn't good. Lokir was rounding up nearby villages to send back to the home of the dark elves. No doubt to sell the prisoners as slaves.
Y/n begins to set up a plan of attack. He needs shock and awe to quickly secure as many of the prisoners as possible.
Y/n puts his cavalry into a wedge formation to bash through the entrance to the camp while the infantry holds the sides.
The mournfangs lead the charge as normal horses and sabretusks follow close behind.
The gate to the camp is mashed open as the formation breaks and the sabretusks cause carnage.
The infantry storms into the camp and charges towards the prisoner cages.
Y/n was surprised to see that it was not only the people of Cathay in these cages. There was Lizardmen, high Elves, beastmen and even their own people in these cages.
Y/n looked at the caged beastmen. There are mostly ungor in the row of cages. He wanted to free them. But felt hesitation.
Kilgaz runs up to him.
Y/n: Kilgaz. I wish to free your people, but I have fear that they will try and kill us.
Kilgaz walks up to a cage as the ungor inside look back at him.
Kilgaz: Look at you. All of you, abandoned! This is the fate of those that serve the chaos Gods! They enslave us all the same, they just make us believe that we have freedom! I have faced one of their daemon princes in combat and won! I tore his heart out of his chest, and swore loyalty to the idea of freedom! Forget the gods, forget the past that we cling to! And instead embrace an equal future!
Y/n: Well spoken.
Kilgaz breaks the lock to the first cage.
Kilgaz: If you wish to fight with us, then fight! If not, then run like cowards!
The cages were opened as any beastman that wished to, picked up weapons and joined the battle.
It wasn't long before the mage was spotted.
A wave of swordsmen charge towards him. With a simple wave of his hand, a wall of flames halt their advance.
Y/n appears from a different side and charges. The mage notices him.
Mage: Ah, there you are. I was wondering when you'd show up.
Y/n halts and readies himself for the next move.
The mage raises his hand as lightning strikes Y/n's shield. But to the surprise of the mage, it had no effect.
Mage: Intresting. I would love to study that shield, after I take it off your corpse.
Y/n: What is your goal?! Why help all my enemies?
Mage: Because times are changing. It is time to spread a new world order. Things are boring around here.
The mage shoots flames at Y/n who uses his shield to deflect the attacks.
Y/n's forces continue to battle with Lokir's. As they release more prisoners the dark elves become heavily outnumbered and with no way to win.
The mage continues to attack Y/n with a barrage of magic. Y/n has no idea how to even close the distance, much less deal any damage to this mage. But eventually he will receive aid.
A thrown knife lands into the side of the mage who yells in pain. The mage floats upwards as he pulls the knife out.
The mage grits his teeth as he makes a portal behind him and flys through it.
A hooded figure lands next to Y/n.
Y/n: Good aim.
The figure turns to look at him. Revealing a female dark elf.
Y/n is surprised for a half second.
Dark elf: Help me find Lokir. I want his heart.
Y/n nods.
Lokir has any troops he has left board the ships and leave the area. Y/n regroups with his forces.
The dark elf once again jumps from a perch in front of Y/n. His men are surprised.
Y/n: Forgive me. We could not catch him.
Dark elf: It is alright, you shouldn't have had to.
Y/n: What is your name?
Dark elf: Nivel.
Y/n: We could use someone like you in our army.
Nivel: I do not serve anyone, without knowing what exactly I'm fighting for. So tell me, what do you stand for?
Y/n: I stand for a dream, one where we can all walk with no fear. A world where chaos will fall.
Nivel: Very well. I will follow you, for now.
Y/n nods and the caravan sets off once again to find the next task
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warhammer. male prince reader insert.
FanfictionBeing the prince of the empire, Y/n must journey and find new ways to secure his place. He must forge alliances and conquer enemies. But can he stay true to his people?
