Everyone was chilling in there seats when Dedis came back.
Dedis: Alright is everyone ready?
Everyone: Yes we are ready.
Dedis: Alright i hope your ready to see the battle of Blym
Pina: Can you tell us about the battle of Blym
Dedis: where first let me tell you about Hrollaug enemy, King Arthur once considered a noble and just ruler, became consumed by his thirst for power. His reign began with promises of prosperity and unity, but as time passed, his true nature was revealed. He was a tyrant, ruling his kingdom with an iron fist and a heart devoid of compassion.
Under King Arthur's command, the people of Brasian were subjected to unspeakable horrors. Dissent was met with swift and brutal punishment, as anyone who dared challenge his authority was ruthlessly crushed. The dungeons overflowed with those who dared to question his rule, their anguished cries echoing through the stone halls.
To further assert his dominance, King Arthur led his armies on countless campaigns of conquest. The lands surrounding Brasian were ravaged, their inhabitants subjected to the horrors of war. Towns were plundered, villages razed, and innocent lives extinguished without remorse. King Arthur reveled in the suffering of others, his thirst for power driving him to commit unthinkable atrocities.
The knights of Brasian, once revered for their chivalry and honor, were twisted by King Arthur's influence. They became ruthless enforcers, carrying out his bidding without question. Their shining armor became stained with the blood of the innocent, and their swords were wielded with a cold, merciless precision.
The people of Brasian lived in constant fear, their lives governed by the whims of a mad king. Their once-thriving kingdom lay in ruins, its beauty marred by the scars of war. Hope became a distant memory, replaced instead by despair and resignation.
Everyone was shocked to hear this
Zorzal: Oh please that's a load off Bullshit i can take on this Brasian
Everyone looked at Zorzal with anger to see that his arrogant behavior has not changed from the 3 chapters that was shown about the history.
Dedis: Alright then ( he spawns a Brasian Brute)
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Grey: That is a big soldier!
A sword spawned into Zorzal's hand
Dedis: Go ahead and kill him
Zorzal: this will be easy
he charge at the Brasian soldier. The Brasian soldier sighed and swung his sword at his legs not giving him time to react
Zorzal: AH
he scream in pain and fell to the ground. The Brasian soldier swung his sword over his head and started to brutality cut him like paper. Dedis teleported the soldier away and revied Zorzal back to life.
Rory: Brutal just the way i love it
Dedis: now here is the battle of Blym
The video starts up
Set in the heart of a lush, enchanted forest, the stage was set for a battle that would be etched in the annals of history. As the sun's golden rays filtered through the dense canopy overhead, the air crackled with anticipation.
On one side of the battlefield, the Ekrosea Kingdom stood tall, their banners fluttering proudly in the breeze. Led by King Hrollaug , a seasoned warrior known for his tactical brilliance, the Ekrosean army was a force to be reckoned with. Their armor gleamed under the sunlight, and a sense of determination radiated from their ranks.
Across the field, the Brasian Kingdom prepared for battle. King Arthur , a strategic mastermind, commanded her troops with unwavering resolve. Clad in elegant yet sturdy armor, the Brasian soldiers exuded an air of discipline and unity.
The tension in the air was palpable as the two armies faced each other, their weapons at the ready. A hush fell over the forest, broken only by the sound of leaves rustling underfoot. Then, with a deafening roar, the clash of steel began.
The Ekrosean cavalry thundered forward, their horses galloping with unrivaled speed. The ground shook beneath their hooves as they charged headlong into the Brasian lines, their lances aimed true. The Brasian infantry stood their ground, shields raised, forming an impenetrable wall of defense. The clash of metal against metal resounded through the forest as the two forces collided.
Amidst the chaos, elven archers from both kingdoms took positions on the outskirts of the battlefield. With unparalleled precision, they unleashed a volley of arrows, blotting out the sun as they arced through the air. Each arrow found its mark, taking down soldiers on both sides. The forest echoed with the cries of the wounded, mingling with the war cries of the combatants.
As the battle raged on, magic users from both kingdoms stepped forward, their hands crackling with arcane energy. Ekrosean sorcerers summoned gusts of wind, sweeping Brasian soldiers off their feet, while Brasian wizards called forth tendrils of flame, engulfing Ekrosean warriors in a fiery inferno. The very fabric of reality seemed to warp and twist as spells collided, sending shockwaves rippling through the battlefield.
In the midst of the chaos, King Hrollaug and King Arthur locked eyes across the battlefield. A momentary lull fell upon the combatants as the two leaders stepped forward, their weapons lowered. With a nod of mutual respect, they engaged in a fierce one-on-one duel, their swords clashing in a display of skill and determination.
Their duel was as much a battle of wills as it was of swords. King strength and precision were matched by King Arthur agility and strategic acumen. Blow after blow, they danced across the battlefield, their swords weaving a deadly tapestry. The clash of their weapons echoed through the forest, a testament to their prowess.
As the sun began its descent, painting the sky in hues of orange and gold, the battle reached its climax. Both armies fought with unmatched valor and unwavering loyalty to their leaders. Yet, as the dust settled, it became clear that victory belonged to the Ekrosea Kingdom. The Brasian forces, battered and weary, began to retreat, leaving the battlefield to the triumphant Ekroseans. The Ekroseans cheered as they won they battle. The king and Princess saw one person and it was King Arthur he was injured from the battle.
Arthur: Freya how could you!
Freya: I'm sorry father but i can't let you spill so many innocent blood, your reign of terror ends right now.
Freya turned to Hrollaug
Freya: You know what to do
He killed Arthur and picked up the crown.
Hrollaug: Here you deserve this.
Freya put the crown on her head and the scene turned black.
