The battle ground was a giant stone circle. Stonehenge is what it was called before the Great Disaster. Somehow its name stuck even after all of these years. On one side of the circle stood the enemy and on the other side stood Jåcóbӱ, Äɱďėƞ, Äçåçiå, Âkįŀ, Dárkmëre, and all those who came with them. The space between them was filled with the glowing wall of light.
A giant dark skinned man stepped forward and hit the wall of light with the butt of his spear. The wall pulsed with light before the man was knocked off his feet. He was thrown backwards 12 feet before he crashed into one of his allies. Whispers ran through both lines and uneasiness was easily seen on the enemy's faces.
"We can charge them from here," a stranger said as he joined the front rank.
Äɱďėƞ greeted him with warmly. "Aȴȴǟrïc, it's nice to see you again."
A smile danced in Aȴȴǟrïc's eyes as he looked at Äɱďėƞ. "I wouldn't miss this for the world. It is time that we destroy this evil once and for all. My family well remembers the war that destroyed this world. We cannot survive another war."
Darkmere stepped forward and spoke to Allaric. "Do you think we can make it through the wall?"
Allaric looked to the wall of light. Several more of the enemy was trying to find a way through the wall. "That wall is made up of love. I believe that we will be able to pass through it without harm, which means that we can escape to the other side if we are injured."
Äɱďėƞ nodded as she withdrew her bow. She strung it and fitted an arrow against it before she let it fly. It sailed through the wall of light and struck one of the enemy. Cries rose from both sides before Äɱďėƞ broke from the line and charged the enemy.
Äɱďėƞ led the charge as they broke through the glimmering wall. The enemy met them with a solid wall. The battle raged hot and heavy before the enemy broke and ran. The wall that had been stationary broke into a million shards and rained down like water to form a tidal wave that swept over the land after the enemy.
Everyone watched in awe as the wave caught the enemy and dragged them away towards the sea. No one moved until the wave of light disappeared from their sight. A cheer rose up as everyone congratulated each other on the victory that was had.
Äçåçiå was enveloped in her brother's arms as they hugged her. Äçåçiå looked out from under her brothers' arms to see Äɱďėƞ give Jåcóbӱ a passionate kiss. Äçåçiå laughed and hugged her brothers back. She closed her eyes and sent a thread of magic into the spirit realm to carry her love and gratitude to her parents.
Äçåçiå knew that she would meet her parents again one day. That was a soothing thought as she rejoiced in the victory of battle. Everything would be different now. The world was safe and it would continue to heal. Äçåçiå couldn't wait to see what kind of world she would see. All she could hope for was that it was filled with the kind of love her parent's had had. That was her wish and it was one she would make happen.
"Thank you," Äçåçiå whispered into the air. A feeling of love enveloped her. Äçåçiå smiled as she made her way to the stone circle. She knew that tomorrow was going to be a new day of great beginnings and she couldn't wait.
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The Ancients A Tale of Survival
FantasyThe war that everyone had been dreading has finally come to pass. It had effectively destroyed the land. Those that had died were lucky. The ones who survived were slowly being transformed by the radiation that blanketed the world. Thousands of...
