Angel Of Death.

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The environment was cold and it seemed to be twilight forever. The grey heavy clouds watched Dynasty's army march across the plain. The army had come to the demons kingdom with the help of a large portal which was opened by all the spell casters of Dynasty. An army of 15,000 angels marched the plain, lead by the three guardians and their princess, Clara.


The sounds of metal clanking, the march of the footmen and the gallops of the Pegasuses echoed In the valley. No one uttered a word. Clara lead the army,riding her pegasus. The guardians were riding beside her. She scanned the valley in front of her. Luna was bound to show up soon. She would finally meet her sister, the day she has to kill her.


Clara tugged the reigns and her pegasus stopped immediately, the guardians did the same which caused a chain reaction for the rest of them. The army came to a halt. She lifted her hand and signaled for a scout.Without hesitation an angelic scout flew above them, towards the side of the enemy before returning.

" Your highness,Luna has a larger army than we had expected, we are only about ¾ of her army. Shall we consider re-enforcements?" the scout replied,his voice shaky.

Clara looked at him. " Send word to Azuerath, tell Prince Lance the situation. It's his choice to choose."

The scout did as he was ordered. Clara glanced at Leo. He nodded. Everything had lead up to this, she stared at the front, waiting patiently for Luna. She showed no fear, the army was following her.


From the distance,the familiar sounds of footsteps could be heard. The sky became darker. The dried up grass was overtaken by a dark power which succumbed the land in to a pit of darkness. Clara watched with shock as the grassy lands beneath her turned in to ash and dust.


The demons marched,the howling of wolves and the screeches of the dead echoed. They stooped with a distance of 500 meters. They all eyed the angels, and stared at Clara, who stared back at them. The sight of Clara struck them fear, they feared her like Luna. Clara scanned the army, she didn't see Nathan. She fought back the tears that swelled up in her eyes. The two sides were now face to face. This was it.



The demonic army split in to two as a woman walked through them, riding a werewolf who's looks clearly showed it's violent history. She was wearing a black armour, her face was covered. She lifted her hand and removed her helmet, her long black hair falling behind her and getting caught to the swaying wind. Her eyes gleamed with mauve, her blood red lips curling in to a devilish smile.


Clara took her cold helmet off, revealing her long dark brown hair and her admiral blue eyes. She stared coldly at her Luna, her sister.


" Wow, your stunning..." Luna smiled as her white fangs gleamed against her blood red lips.

Clara stared at her, " Stop your talk Luna, I won't let you have Dynasty!"


Luna lifted her eyebrows, acting shocked at Clara's response, slowly her face gleamed with the expression of an evil smile as she tilted her head,

" So.. this is how you've grown, I like it. This is going to be fun.... sister..."she put her helmet on and pulled put her sword which shone with red,her blade was cursed.


Clara scrowled and wore her helmet. She pulled out her sword and tugged the reigns, her Pegasus stood on it's hind legs and spread it's wings, neighing wildly as Clara's loud voice echoed,

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