February 23rd, 2027.
Half of out men had already made it to level 6. I couldn't help but worry about Sierra.
"Damn it!" I snapped. "Why didn't you talk her into letting one of us to going with her?"
"She didn't want to!" Lucas yelled. "Once she makes up her mind there's no changing it! I tried but she didn't want to!"
"So you gave up?" I said.
"You know what Ross, next time you talk her into it."
"No, I'm good thanks. I like being able to use all my limbs."
Sierra refused to let any of us go with her. She was the last one to come through to level 6 and by herself.
"Man, were going to have to wait till she gets her and that could be all night."
"Then we'll wait." Lucas said.
I looked around and saw more of our men come through.
"We better get moving though. We can't have the rest of the Knights find us all in the same place like this-"
"THE END IS NEAR!" We jumped and looked over at the man dressed in silver armor yelling in the middle of town.
"Come fight along side the Kings army for your safety."
"What?" The man was yelling pure nonsense. Something about fighting with the Kings army and finding peace.
"Fight with the King and defeat the enemy, Kyoko Celty." Both Lucas and I jumped and looked behind us.
"Fight this demon witch with us. She is going to destroy us all." He shouted and the crowd agreed with him, cheering with him.
"We should get out of here." I said.
"I'll get the rest and have them move in small groups. Meet us in the forest."
The man kept preaching about the King trying to save us. He had the crowd in his hands. They believed him and trusted every world he was saying. The crowd cheered and got excited with him. He talked about Sierra's failure as a guild leader and how she lied about her identity.
"What else could this foolish girl lie about? And to think, she's building an army? Is she going to protect her army the way she protected her guild? They'll all be dead with in two days time."
I was starting to get really mad at that point, but I couldn't blow my cover.
"Stop!" One voice said. He made his way into the middle of the crowed and stood next to the man in armor.
"Stop this madness already." He was an elf. What's an elf doing on this floor?
"We should be trying to fighting each other?" He said. His blue eyes were bright and shinning like crazy.
"Come on, shouldn't we be trying to have more peace?"
"And who are you to be talking of peace?" The man asked.
The elf stood up nice and straight and showed that he was taller than the man.
"I am Prince Sterling, of level 11."
"What? The Elf prince?"
"Yea do you know anything about them?" I told Lucas what had happened after he left.
"Well yea, the Elves are the rulers of the Wizard levels, but after we all got locked inside the game, they've been locked away inside the castle. This is the first time, that I know of them coming out of their home."
"Why'd they block themselves off?"
"Don't know. No one does. We all assumed it was based off of fear. After we were all locked inside the game, war broke out in the Wizard level and we all fighting against each other." Lucas's voice got sad. "A lot of people died and the Elves just hid away."
"So, what brings them out now?"
