Commander stood up with addle thoughts. The fighters somehow managed to get their conscious back. The mighty sword given to the commander by master started ablazing.
"Revenge shall be mine" roared the commander and propelled the lighting sword in the direction of wizards. Insubstantial comrades hustled their self and went berserk.
It was the beginning of the battle of lights. Intense fire versus the fierce lightning. Aggressive wizards increased the intensity of their attack but commander successfully blocked the lightning and diverged it to the ground. Comrades launched fireballs towards the direction of wizards.
In the blink of an eye, the vicinity started burning. To everyone's
amusement, all of a sudden the entire group of wizards disappeared.
Where did the wizards go? What was the intention of this unexpected attack? Everything started looking uncertain.
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FantasyThe Southerners had gold, the Northerners had fertile lands, the Westerners had nothing to rely on. In an attempt to solidify the Western expanse, the Master orders the imperative troop under the leadership of a gritty commander to march to the sout...
