The sun stood still upon the face of Praeterita, he had his gaze fixed at the figure which stood afar off at the other end of the field. General Klon emerged from within the crowed of 10,000 creatures, beast, and priest alike as sweat oozed out his skin, the salty taste of it being quite evident in his lips. The day had finally arrived, how long he had waited for this day of eternal glory if at all he stood a chance of defeating the most feared creature of all time, Queen of Evil, the fairest of all demons that walked the earth, her beauty sparkled even from afar off where she stood at the edge of the mountain, watching her growl for the blood of the disloyal ones.