End of An Empire: A Minecraft YouTubers Story {New Version} (Discontinued)

| Chapter Seventeen | The Battle Of Shivoa Kingdom

ARTISTS:
Vikk, Lachlan, Rob, and Preston- Kerushi Draws
Jerome- Iggy14
Mitch- LividToffee

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"A leader who knows defeat is wiser then one who does not."
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The ship rocked back and forth, anchored in place but drifting as much as the chain would allow them, on board was a crew working diligently; loading, aiming, firing, and repeat. A clockwork of sorts and what were they aiming at you ask?

Miles from the ship was their target, a kingdom that had holes in its walls from cannon fire, homes and businesses leveled and the once beautiful palace half destroyed from cannons. The Shivoa Kingdom, a once beautiful place now purged by war and famine leaving behind a painful reminder to the once peaceful residents, but as broken as it may seem, the residents there are still holding the line between the enemy and their homeland. Soldiers, young and old on top of the ways, mages either on the field or on the walls, the enemy was dark mages. But they weren't alone either, ships were lined up two miles from the coast, peppering the kingdom with cannon fire. The night falling on them, making visibility difficult for them as fog had started to layer on the ocean surface, the cannon fire had mostly ceased due to the fog, but the ships closer to the shores continued.

On board one of the ships, a crew member that was near the railing that was watching the battle that was taking place on the ground had looked at the ocean surface, seeing something peculiar, the once free moving ship hitting a dead and sudden stop making most of the residents stumble and fall, the member grabbing the railing for balance, peering closer at the surface as questions flew into the air from their shipmates.

"Did we hit a reef?!"

"No! Impossible, we would have hit it earlier!"

Their eyes narrowed, only to widen in horror. 'Is that...ice?! Oh no! It's him!' They thought to themselves. The railing turned cold to the touch, the crew member looking at it, seeing their own breath as they looked down.

"Get away from the railings!" They warned as they backed away.

"Why?"

"What is it?"

The Captain looked over the railing and at the ocean seeing the ice as well, they instantly backed away, grabbing their sword.

"Well played, King Mitchell." They mumbled under their breath. He looked at his crew. "Look alive! King Mitchell sent General Rob Wolfe after us!" The crew looked at their Captain before a large jagged piece of ice pierced through the ship's hull and starboard, striking at the center mass and ripping the sail, the air around it turning ice cold as icy fog start raiding off the large piece of ice and then silence overtook them. The Captain gripped the railing, gritting his teeth. 'Damn that ice mage, we've lost more ships than I can count to the General. But no more.' They thought before looking to his crew. A crew member went close to the ice, the icy fog overtaking most of the deck, the large ice growing up, ripping through the sail and stopping. Moments later, another large piece of ice pierced through the ship, striking at the bow of the ship, sharper than its twin.

"Where is he?!"

"I don't know."

Water flowed onto the deck, the two large pieces of ice grew, but twisted, the starboard mass taking damage from the ice, the mass creaking, swaying left and right. Before the Captain could speak, he heard a voice behind him.