Kings and Heirs

-Chapter II- - Faithless Warriors-

Along with the dawn, Faelyn and his army set off. A long way was waiting for them. Everyone was moving in the same, slow steps towards Erith. Faelyn's anxiety was increasing more and more, and he was afraid of losing. They walked for hours. They crossed the river, walked for a long way in hills.

Eight hours later, Erith appeared on the horizon. They couldn't turn back anymore. Faelyn was watching the city with his determined eyes. He told his men to speed up. He was walking from the front. There was Elidyr and King Illitran behind him. It was like a lot of bloodsheds. But he had to risk it to win the war. They were close to the big gates of the city. There was still a long distance between Erith and Faelyn's men. There was a voice in the city. It was the Dark Lord's warhorn. The city's doors were opening. Inside the city, Zell's army was waiting for the war. Faelyn took off his sword and raised it up to the sky. His army stopped. He took a few steps forward and turn back. He began to speak proudly;

"The Knights and the Barbarians of the Dawn! Azura's elves! My brothers! I see the desperation in your eyes! Don't let it take your hearts! I know you're desperate. Maybe today, a lot of us, including me, can die, and a lot of us can turn into slaves. I know you've lost your faith. But, I have one last request from you. Will you follow me to the end!?" The Crowd shouted "Yes!" Faelyn said "You all are my, Faithless Warriors! Now let's go! Let's go and get our city back!" After Faelyn blew the war horn, he and his army ran towards the city. They almost didn't have a chance. The two armies were running towards each other. Swords, axes, and arrows were floating on the battlefield. Someone was gonna hit Faelyn in the back, Aurea stopped it. With her glorious ax, she knocked down enemies one by one. On the other side, Elidyrr and Orian were shoulder-to-shoulder. These two elves, who used two swords, were trained as warriors. The number of enemies they killed, was increasing. Even if the way they fought was good, that wasn't enough. Zell was outnumbered. The war cries were the only voices in the sky. The King of Elves Illitran, seemed to be the strongest of the elves. The little knife he used, making his move fast. He knocked three people down at the same time. But they were losing, and it was only a matter of time. They thought all hope ran out. But it wasn't like that. Suddenly another war horn was blown. Everyone looked at where the voice came from. Those were dwarves! This was King brag. It was clear that the Civil War of Kirnbur was over. The dwarves were riding goats. They were riding to the battlefield with the hammers and axes in their hands. No one knew, is that enough to change the course of this war? Faelyn and his army chased Zell's men into the city. They were successful in the first attack. But in the second attack, more were waiting for them. They still couldn't get into the city. Suddenly the gates of the city destroyed. Four big elephants came from the inside. Faelyn and his men retreated. It was not known how to defeat this power. A group of dwarves moved towards the elephants. They attacked the elephants with all their powers. They knocked over an elephant. But there were still three more. All dwarves killed the remaining elephants in cooperation. They could have gone into the city now. As they walked through the broken door, Zell's army began to attack against him. They have repulsed again. But they refused to give up. They could have been faithless, but their courage was superior. After they killed Zell's men, they went into the city. Now it was impossible for them to go back. King illitran pointed to a castle. Faelyn looked at the castle and saw Zell. He was even angrier. Zell's army has begun to escape. They were running towards the castle where Zell was. Zell sent them another army. Faelyn's army ran towards Zell's men. Faelyn stayed behind and waited for the rest of his army. Zell took a bow.He's targeting Faelyn. He threw his steel arrow. Orian saw this, he threw himself into the arrow. The arrow shot him right in the heart. Zell was preparing to launch another arrow. Orian saw this. He stood up again and prevented the second arrow. Faelyn saw the falling elf. He immediately pulled him behind a collapsed building. "Orian! Why did you do that!?" he said. "I can't fight more. I'm sorry I disappointed you." said in pain. "No, Orian, you fought bravely. You kept your honor." Faelyn said. He tried to take the arrow on his chest. "Leave it, it's over..." Orian said. "No! You can't die like this!" Faelyn answered. Orian smiled. He closed his eyes and said, "I would have followed you, my brother... my king..." Faelyn became sad. "Be at peace, Son of Azura." He left Orian. And he was going to the castle. To avenge both his father and Orian. Zell's army was very strong. Faelyn couldn't go through them. He took off his sword. With all his strength, he took them down one by one. It was like he was taking his power from his rage. But this wasn't good for him...