The Lunarian (Slow updates)(AU)

Chapter 39: War For Eostia (1)

Ark One, Part Nineteen
(Third Person POV) Location: Feoh

Outside the safety of the walls of Feoh was the invading demonic army. The sheer numbers and intimidating appearances of the invaders had the soldiers of the SA unnerved and praying.

"T-There's so many of them..."

"So those are actual demons...they're even more terrifying than the ones in the stories Mother told when I was a lad..."

"By the goddess..."

"I don't think we'll be making it out alive..."

"I should've fled the city while I still had the chance..."

"We're so fucked..."

Those were just some of the ramblings of terrified soldiers Typhon heard before tuning them out and focusing on what was in front of him. While the young Lunarian wasn't afraid, he could understand why they were and even pitied the soldiers.

Unlike him and the others, all the men and women who would fight alongside them were regular in every sense of the word. None of them had the advantages he naturally had, nor did they have Haki or Devil Fruit powers.

They did have mages, but they were small in number and typically were physically weak due to their overreliance on magic. Even with the blessed Titan crystal weapons, they still didn't have much of an advantage, as many of the demons he saw below were gigantic and physically powerful.

It would take a lot more than a few cuts, stabs, arrows, or spells for a regular human to take down the weakest of them. So, in simple terms, it was up to Typhon and the others to do the damage while the soldiers defended the fort and eliminated any that got too close to the walls.

"Scared?" Typhon asked Alica, not taking his eyes off the enemy horde, who were only meters away from the walls of Feoh.

Alica scoffed at the Lunarian's question. "Of course not."

Typhon rolled his eyes at the blonde's blatant lie as he noticed her body subtly shaking, hearting like a drum, and could hear the slight hint of fear in her tone. The Lunarian didn't understand why some couldn't just be honest with themselves.

Typhon looked at her. "You know you don't have to lie to me," he said softly. "It's understandable to be scared. I won't judge you for it."

The blonde momentarily thought about the young Lunarian's words before sighing heavily and being honest with herself. Alica wanted to put on a brave face, but who was she kidding? She was fucking terrified.

The blonde may have been in a few skirmishes here and there, but those petty battles were nothing compared to an actual war. Instead of a few dozen or a few hundred, there were hundreds of thousands of enemies at the front gate wanting nothing more than to kill all the men and children and take the women the spoils of war.

Alica may be a warrior, but as much as she hated to admit it, this situation was more than she could handle. However, despite her fears, the blonde wouldn't cower no matter how much she wanted to.

"Y-Yeah...I'm scared..." she admitted lowly, making the Lunarian look at her sympathetically. "I...I'm scared that we might lose. I'm scared of me, Prim, or any other woman may become...playthings-" she sneered hatefully. "-for the Black Dogs and the demons to use if we lose. I'm scared of the possible dark future of the kingdom becoming a reality..."

"I'm scared too," Typhon admitted, earning a look of shock from the blonde. "But it's not my own life that I'm scared of, as the possibility of dying never fazed me. No, if we lose, I'm scared for my friends, girls, children, and soon-to-be children! However, I won't allow any of that to happen," a look of determination appeared on the Lunarian features. "So long as I'm breathing and kicking, Vult and his allies won't achieve their goals. I'll ensure every one of our enemies is dead, and we come out on top, even if it means the cost of my life."