Ethaendra: Rise of the Storm Mage

Chapter 10BB

Chapter 10BB:
Primordial Bolt

Warthan Goblin Camp
Wartha City
Arlon
An hour after sunset....

This must be hard to accept. Losing Abigail is not what I have planned, yet I can do nothing else but accept the outcome.

I desire some vengeance, and I shall convince the king for a full assault on the Goblin Kingdom. This has to force them to surrender. This has to...

The Royal Council
Arvendana City
That night

"Wartha...." said King Harry. "Tis done for good."

"Indeed," I said. "No need to repeat what I mentioned, your highness."

"What is our next move?" asked Councillor Yvan.

"I cannot decide right now," replied King Harry. "Arlon, what may you suggest?"

"Retaliate," I said.

"Tis impossible," said Councillor Earl. "Loss of Wartha City directly means depletion of our navy. We cannot simply attack with a weak army."

"Yet there is a catch," I replied. "The goblins did not seize all of our warships. They marked the Ethaendran Warships as their own, and we shall claim back what once was ours."

"What army do we have?" asked Councillor Yvan. "Almost a quarter of our military was lost in the battle of Wartha."

"We shall go full force," I said. "There is no more anarchy we have to bother about. We require every single Ethaendran wizard for a full arcane bombardment against Anthrax City."

"Reckon a success?" asked Councillor Earl.

"This is how my plan shall work," I explained. "First strategy is to accumulate enough firepower, which can be done by gathering all of the Ethaendran troops left, to reclaim the Port of Wartha.

With my omnipotence combined with our remaining forces, surely we can defeat the goblins in the beach. We attack at noon time. Agree?"

"Insecure and luck based plan," said King Harry. "We are down to our last men and you desire to risk them? We do not even have an archmage to lead the attack!"

"What choice do we have?" I replied. "Better to face peril than nothing at all."

He thought for a couple of seconds

"Alright," said King Harry. "Gather all troops and we shall incur afternoon the next day."

Port of Wartha
Wartha City
Afternoon
Two days later

Every single Ethaendran archer, wizard, and artillery was perfectly lined up from quite a distance from the goblin camp, waiting for an order. A massive bombardment can surely devastate these settlements.

"Brothers," I said. "As the first descendant of the greatest sorcerer that ever lived, I am granted the honorable rank of the archmage, for Benedict Toval has recently deceased in this very battlefield.

I shall enact my will to rule the army, and will not let you all down. Be anyone commit a grievous mistake, I shall be held responsible for it, for you all are in my will and command.

Do remember the purpose of why I gathered you all here. We shall enact vengeance for our fallen comrades. These vile goblins have ignorance of what bitterness we have tasted, and we shall return the favor.