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Jumping off my stallion I sent him away to stay safe. I didn't need his death on my hands right now. I already had so many lives that I've lost already on my hands. I turned quickly as a sword came in my direction, I parred with my sceptre and thrusted my smaller blade into the creature, pulling my sword out I watched as his body fell to the floor with a thump. I turned to my next challenger as the war raged on, as bodies hit the floor. The bodies of my troops and the bodies of the enemies. "Fall back! Draw them to the rocks!" I cried out, my order falling onto the troops ears. All the troops started to run as I heard Mister Beaver cry out.
"That's the signal! Get ready!"
"Fire!" Edmund bellowed, his voice echoing into all our ears, when suddenly the arrows went past us and hit their marks, with bang! Grunts! Crashes! Clash! Roars! I smiled before getting into the fight again. My eyes lit up as I pushed my magic at the enemy.
With a swing I glanced at the Witch. Her movements quick and graceful. I was being held back from going after her with my own challenger but unfortunately Oreius and the rhino were not, and they charged.
"Stop!" I screamed, as they continue forward. But sadly they don't they've ignored my order. I watch as the Witch ducks an attack, parries the blades, spins her wand, and turns Oreius to stone.
My eyes were wide as I turn and look to Peter and Edmund. Peter having gone up to defend the archers with Edmund, fighting side by side.
"Ed! Pete! There are too many of them! Go! Get out of here! Get the girls and get them home!" I shouted as I turned back and dodged an attack. Sweat glistened down my face as my eyes were hard with anger.
I never noticed Ed stop until I heard Peter shouting his name. I looked over to see as Edmund rushes down the hill and breaks the witch's wand, a look of shock is on her face before it turns into hatred and she stabs him with the remainders of her wand. With this in my line of sight I scream for Ed as he falls to the floor.
Anger now running through my veins, I finish off my challenger and stalk forward. "You have no power now!" I shout as the Witch blocks my sword from cutting off her head. She twists and takes aim towards my side but I bloke in time with my sceptre.
Both of us fight, twists, and turns, blokes and clashes ringing through as we fight. With a grunt I fling the Witches sword away from her, I breath heavily as I kick her in the chest sending her to the floor.
"Aslan!" Peter shouts in the distance. I keep my sight on the Witch smiling as her eyes widen seeing the true King of Narnia.
"Impossible!" She shouts as she then turns to me, her eyes wide with shock.
"Long live Aslan," I whispered as Aslan comes to my side. I bring a cover around us the wind sweeping over all three of us. As though a cyclone appeared. Everyone's sights on us blocked. "Jadis, for your crimes against the Narnian's against Narnia, I High Queen and High Priestess Cresecnt and heir to Narnia sentence you to death," I decree, and Aslan jumps forward killing the Witch.
Aslan moves towards me and smiles softly. "It is finished." He whispered and I smiled jumping forward and hugging him.
"I'm glad," I answered back to him smiling. But my smiles drops as I let him go and run to Lucy. "Lucy, we need you, more then ever," I said with urgency, my three siblings follow behind me as we run towards Edmund who lay breathing heavily. I saw the Witches dwarf hobble up to our brother and is about to finish Edmund.
"Edmund!" Susan cries and shoots an arrow, killing the dwarf. Edmund coughs and gasps. Lucy pulls out her cordial and places one drop on Edmund's lips. He stops moving momentarily before gasping and sitting up
"When are you ever going to do as you're told?" Peter questioned. All of us smile laughing and hugging.
"Hey Lucy, I think you may have a big job ahead of you," I whispered, Lucy frowns before she understands and stands fast going over to heal everyone and she walks over too someone else who is hurt.
"Well done, little one," Aslan says as he approaches me. "But now maybe you could help bring those turn to stone back to life."
Grinning I get up and place my sceptre in front of me. Closing my eyes I feel Aslan come to my side. Taking a breath in I left my sceptre up an inch above the ground and slam it back into the Earth, swirls of gold flitter around the grass going to those who were turned to stone.
All coming back to life. Aslan purrs next to me as I open my eyes again and see my job done. "All those turned to stone no matter where they were, are alive once more." I said, holding my head high.
Many troops step forward and kneel to my siblings and I. "You did it little one," Aslan stated as he watched my smile go wider seeing everyone praising us.
"I wanted to make you and everyone proud." I whispered, Aslan smiles as I bend down and place my hand on his head.
"And you have, my cub, you have made me so proud. I couldn't have asked for anyone better to be my heir." Aslan stated, nodding I hugged the lion with thankfulness. I could never repay him for getting me to be who I am now. The hope that the Narnian's needed came from me, I was their light in the darkness and I'll always be their light.
