All the armies were already positioned on the battle line, but the army of the Dark King did not advance. They could have been statues, so still they were, as if trying to intimidate them with its mere presence.
They remained like that for quite a while. Alessandro felt nervous, as did everyone there, their bodies were in full attention, prepared for battle.
Suddenly, the army of the Dark King split in two, as if making way for someone. The Dark King emerged from the middle of his army, he was tall and burly, his armor was completely black, like absolute darkness. With each step he took, and the closer he got, the more commanding his presence became.
He stopped right in front of his army, as if showing it off.
The Dark King launched an attack towards the shields surrounding the armies.
