Severly wounded, General Royston wiped the blood from his cheek as he stared into the army. That army, so strong that he wiped out everyone of his 10,000 men and his brother. "This can't end like this." Without a moment to lose, General Royston raised his lance as he charged into the army.
A dozen arrows were shot at him. He deflected of all them as a knight cladded in armour raced at him, sword drawn. Without a moment to lose, their swords parried, followed by a defying clanging sounds. General Royston attacked solely at the chinks of the knight's armour, and each attack seem to wear the knight down.
Finally with his last bit of strength, General Royston flung his sword at the knight in desperation. The sword hit hard on the knight, cutting throigh his armour like paper. Blood oozed out from the armour as General Royston stood alone, with no sword at the remaining army. Suddenly, out of nowhere, General Royston pulled out a scroll and shone in at the army. In a blitz of glittering golden light, the sky rumbled and the earth fissured. In a pulversing swing, a demonic blast of energy so strong emitted from the scroll and was blasted in the direction of the enemy army. What was left after the wicked explosion was nothing but badly damaged armour and ashes. As General Royston looked at the scroll, he murmured " You saved my life once again". It was a picture of Charles.
