The Legend of Tantus - Book 1

Chapter 11 - That Great Battle

    The entire voyage from Lieben's ships to Scyra served as preparation for the soldiers, there was no strategy for war, since everything would happen in the open field, a unique chance was there, a chance to prevent all the terror of the past from spreading again, a single and decisive battle, without territorial advantage or disadvantage or resources, the big problem would really be the contingent, because even two continents together would not reach the number of enemies, all hope was in the fast arrival of the other kingdoms, although it was very unlikely. Basically Lieben and Scyra headed toward suicide, but there was no alternative, or they would fight and die now, or die in the future suffering. It did not matter to Seth, if he was to fall, he would fall to his feet, with sword in hand until his last breath...

    They arrived at Ratmoor Harbor where they met Arkan, who would again accompany them, and his strength could never be refused:

- Hey, old man, do you need a guide for some ride? – asked John, always playful.

- Brat, do you really think I would lose all that excitement? – said the sailor. – I can not afford to waste chances anymore.

    Seth welcomed Arkan with joy, as did everyone. Rakasha would take care of his ship, for the young lobime was now definitely part of the family. They marched for three days to the great city of Rómena, which was the red city, by the color of its beautiful and peculiar buildings, made from the typical red rocks of the continent of Scyra, and was considered a twin sister of the Kingdom of Scyra. In fact, the only difference between them was the great castle, which existed only in the kingdom, but it also had another peculiarity, being called the "desert mirage", bathed in a fantasy spell that made it, at a certain distance, invisible at night until dawn, this prevented several night attacks during the great war, it was revealed only when the Sun touched the city, making it a beautiful and dazzling sight for travelers. They were being awaited by the great king Korn and his army, which had thirty thousand soldiers, among them five hundred strong Tartars, whose axes and hammers were most welcome in any battle. Korn hailed Seth as a great brother-in-arms, his name had come to his kingdom since the four battles, and according to Korn himself, Seth was just as he imagined. They soon became good friends, for the king of Scyra was always known for his excellent character. The preparation took a whole day, weapons were sharpened, armor was worn, forces recharged, the silver colors of Lieben's army were remarkable, and their silver hawk symbol was perfectly matched with Scyra's red iron fist. Seth's armor was fully adapted, very similar to his usual costumes, but now he had the imposing posture of a great king, John was also featured in his new armor, Shayera, Solphie, Arkan, Enghon and Iris too, all in your ultimate battle outfits. Oblap and Rengaw proceeded with their pet peeve amusing everyone, the last march to war now began. The two armies went for two days to the great Durin River, but the strong current was causing trouble, but they were aided by the mers of the river city, who calmed the waters and allowed them to cross safely. The Dead Land was extremely barren, and, as its name implies, lifeless, they had brought plenty of supplies to keep in that cursed place, desert and dark since Zeijadel settled there, before the discord of the power, and even after his defeat and incarceration continued the same way. They spent an unpleasant night, for the place was always covered by dark clouds, but without any rain, the wind was hot strangely by day, but freezing at night, and a strange dust of ashes, though there were no signs of fire, eventually covered the region being harmful to health. No enemy was even sighted and the watchmen made no mistake, early in the morning the scouts reported that Kraven's army was all concentrated at the feet of the Empty Mountains, just waiting, their goal was clear, to defend their leader until the return of their master, the lord of darkness. Thanks to Korn's water supply the soldiers were relieved and the march continued determined. The fifty-five thousand soldiers there were mostly men, the moghrans being relatively low, about five thousand plus Scyra's tartars. The gale began to grow more intense and the clouds passed through the sky without stopping, lightning could be seen on the horizon, bad omen sign, time was running out, the fighting could not wait for reinforcements, they had to start, to show the enemies that their fear no longer existed.

    Just before midday they finally reached the plain that led to the mountains, and could see the real sea of enemies waiting for them, as Anarky had reported, two hundred thousand! Among them were twenty thousand cyclops and ten thousand griphons, which until then had not been showing, since they were all concentrated from the beginning, but Enghon sensed that more was lurking, more powerful enemies than seen there. Seth and Korn remained determined, as their wills were already set, the great final battle was about to begin.

- Seth, wanna do the honors? – asked Korn.

- Of course. – said the silver shinobi, beginning to pace, watching the worried glances of the armies. – Dear fighters present here, for a long time this world has suffered from the sleepless evil of one mind, your parents, your friends and your lands have been all the while terrified by such unjust violence and cruelty. Yes, I can see in your eyes the desire to live, to smile, and also the fear of death, that same desire could bring me this same feeling, but not today! Today is the day when we will definitely rise in hope for the future, for all that is most important to you in this good land. – And the eyes of his fellows were filled with the courage only Seth could bring. – When death smiles on us, we will smile back, when we look into the dark abyss and he stares at us, do not hesitate and jump, this day will be dark, not for us, but for them, for your courage will be remembered! And in thousands of winters, when we are no more than ancestors, the new generation will smile for us, for all our acts will echo in eternity! Tantus brothers!

- Tantus!!!

- Tantus!!!

- Tantus!!!

- For Tantus!!! – Seth finished, drawing the brilliant Andriel, followed by Andurel! Finally the ice shinobi would use his two powerful weapons in combat to his utmost ability. The sheath, being a hollow blade, would generally be fragile and unacceptable, but this problem did not exist for her, as it was indestructible.

    The enemy armies stood in position, impressed by the willpower of the opponents, Seth and Korn, ahead of their soldiers, began the race toward battle, into the arms of the enemy. Shayera always stood by her beloved, would never abandon him even at the cost of her life, his captain Ehron, John, Solphie, Enghon and Iris trailing behind, Arkan, Oblap and Rengaw running with burning eyes, the time came. The enemies started with showers of arrows, shields and elements were used in defense, but still several soldiers were not so lucky and were killed. Seth stood out in front and, near the sea of goblins, took a big leap using his most powerful offensive technique, the fury of Tharon, with both swords, Andurel was brandished with the blade down, this was his unique sword style and more dangerous, which was only now shown, and his attack annihilated dozens of enemies at once! Causing great terror and largely stopping the arrows, thus created a beautiful opening for his comrades to clash with opponents in the direct fight, the immense battle could be felt in the distance, and even Kraven, who remained on the mountain altar focused on liberation of his master, was frightened by the violence of the clash of armies, thousands and thousands of weapons were absurdly frantic everywhere, the blood of the combatants was scattered across the camp with as much determination as possible, the initial fright passed and the goblins countered violently as well, the air colored with the great number of elements used by warriors and sorcerers, allies and enemies. Seth saw himself the moment he was born to be, in the memories of the world, in the memories of friends, there was his destiny, he was powerful, he was young, and he was king, his strength feared by all those who met his face in battle, and they were severed one after another by the blades of the daughters of the lords. A cyclops made the mistake of holding Andriel and trying to take her from her master, being immediately frozen and broken into thousands of pieces, not by the king, but by the sword itself. But Kraven's numbers were vastly higher, and after a long time of combat the numerical disadvantage was beginning to weigh heavily, the two kings concentrated their armies in the center, where they were surrounded on all sides. The griphons were still missing, perched on the main mountain seemed to wait for the right moment, and would undoubtedly cause huge losses in their attacks, a wall of powerful shields was formed and so they could resist strongly, but nothing could last forever. Strong, brave and fearless, these were the armies of kingdoms now smiling to death:

- Whatever happens here today, it was an honor to meet the son of a great friend. – said Korn to Seth.

- Whatever it was, it was an honor to fight by your side. – answered Seth.

    The battle was going on hard, the defenses were gradually broken down, and the abyss watched them waiting for their final leap... but not yet! Trumpets sounded all over the place, armies stopped for a while, what could it be? What was approaching at such a timely or untimely hour? Exactly the only thing that could be: the reinforcements have arrived! Coming directly from the east coast, the armies that would take days to get there were miraculously there, thanks to the mers, who assisted in their travels and took the ships as fast as possible in record time. All the peoples were now united against Zeijadel. On the plain were Andros, Revan, Jonam and Valdnar with their respective armies, the king of Tantus also brought the army of Krantenion, and the great dragon king was coming soon:

- Look, Seth and Korn are alone. – said Valdnar, watching them through that sea of enemies.

- Alone never! – said Andros.

- Brandishing weapons! – shouted Revan and Jonam together.

- For Tantus!!!

- For Tantus!!!

- For Tantus!!!

- For Tantus!!!

    The allied armies were all together now, and with the sum of the remaining five kingdoms they reached about one hundred seventy-five thousand soldiers! Matching the forces, now the real battle was on. Oblap and Rengaw knocked down enemies with their unmatched combat timing, the knight and the maestro were fearsome. Enghon asked Solphie to protect him, and she provided it with all her power, the sorceress fought like never before and was overwhelming, beautiful and majestic, her spells were offensively deadly and defensively savior, she was more than worthy of the protection of any royalty, and after a few minutes of concentration Enghon was ready to evolve again, his power taking another step forward. As he opened his arms an unbelievable c***k formed in the sky, revealing a galaxy, enemies were mesmerized by the beautiful sight, beautiful and deadly, and after a few seconds hundreds and hundreds of stars descended upon Kraven's armies causing unbelievable loss to them, "Meteorites", the second magic of the book of Tantaluz, holly magic, another one of those unmatched:

- My God! You are the messenger of death, blondie! – said Oblap.

- Hahahahaha... – laughed Solphie. – Let's go warriors!

    This time he was properly prepared and trained, no longer having the extreme fatigue before, being able to continue fighting and helping his friends, thus achieving what Seth expected of him. John fought like a prince beside Arkan, showing all his speed and deadly precision in enemy throats, even cyclops were torn apart by Isil-fortified knives, he killed extremely efficiently, and those who survived were seriously injured and cursed their tormentor. Thus he was instrumental in protecting many sorcerers who wreaked havoc on enemies. Arkan spun his Rapina like a star again, slaying every brave in his path, the thief and the sailor were unbeatable, and joining them Ehron arrived coordinating his troops and the archer's attacks, his competence and coolness in battle were remarkable indeed, not by chance Loki chose him. The armies finally joined in the camp, the two forces now clashed with the purest violence of the entire war, and the kings were the great leaders leading their soldiers forward.

    Most of the rearward cyclops were taking initiative now, and their absurd strength was terrible for the allies. A good portion of them were shot down, but they were usually a major obstacle in battle, the hitherto stopped griphons finally attacked, and as predicted their attacks were heavy, treacherous and fatal, things were starting to get very difficult, some action had to be taken immediately or the damn flying lions would finish them off, that is when more sparkles for all eyes came. From the west Artan, the skillful, bringing with him his troop of countrymen, the mighty moghrans, his roars were his trumpets, this was why the captain did not come with Valdnar, he went to provide more reinforcements, and from the east, Lorben and the magnificent army of lobimes, the born warriors finally joined the battle, and thus formed a bond of friendship never known to them before, the howling of the wolves echoed through the place:

- Let's do it, young brave man. – said the wolf king to himself.

    The lions, except those who were already part of the armies of the kingdoms, wore light metallic armor, slightly similar to that of men, the symbol they wore on their chests was simply the scratching of their claws, the wolves preferring even lighter armor, helmets simple, bracelets, shoulder pads, breastplate only (the abdomen was protected by a basic chain mail underneath it) and shin guards, their symbol was a crescent moon. Beside the lobimes, to Seth's utter delight, three hundred mercenary shinobis, led by Sazuki, the spectacular snow warriors were there! In total there were about fifteen thousand reinforcements, both attacked without delay, the moghrans exterminated the griphons with their terrible magic, bringing immense relief to the allies, as they were powerful, and Artan was fiercer than ever, Iris, John and Enghon now proved the spectacular strength of the great captain, capable of slaying dragons.

- Still alive, old man? – said Artan as he jumped up beside Arkan.

- What a beautiful surprise, old man! – answered the sailor.

- How about a bet?

- Whoever dies first loses!

    The lobimes descended on the cyclops like an avalanche, even the great destructive force of the one-eyed giants was no match for the incredible wolves, capable of ruining any enemy power.

- Thorgele, you were right, forgive me for everything. – said Sazuki.

- There is nothing to forgive. – said Seth. – I am proud of you all.

- King Seth. Well, my old friend. – said Arthos.

- Accompany me if you can my friend!

- This is my speech!

    Iris, who until then was only in physical combat, was preparing to finally show her true power, she intended to do this at the critical moment, in fact was about to realize it, but the arrival of the reinforcements allowed her to wait a little longer, but now the summoner would end the joke and fight seriously. In a brief moment of concentration, she summoned all fifteen summons together! She was undoubtedly the first to go so far, she was special indeed, and most striking was that there no price for it, no expenditure of her strength, only her will in the amount of her choice. The fifteen peerless elemental representatives emanated their frightening powers and formed a large circle around her, bringing fear to their enemies, including Roxy, the summon of planar life, who did not attack elementally, but their physical strength and speed were absurd, reaching open craters and cracks in the ground, and generate scary air displacement. As they attacked, Iris remained focused, not to keep them, not necessary, but for more power, the vital explosion was unleashed and decimated several enemies at once, the young woman kept her eyes closed on her focus, only opening to unleash her fearsome power of life. At one point one of the cyclops managed to disengage himself from the summons belt and came dangerously close to Iris, but his great club was stopped by a single hand, Cesar, the summon of darkness, smashed the giant's weapon with just a squeeze, flung him away with a frontal kick, and slashed him in half with one of his swords of darkness, Hercules, the summon of life, was also very strong in physical combat, being able to concentrate the vital explosion with simply colossal power that devastated large areas, and all this in action! Not to mention his healing, which was extremely important to close allies. Iris remained focused, unconcerned, no one could reach her, the absurd spells of the summons terrified the enemies and shook the whole battlefield! There were dozens, ancient, simple or complex, and even some unpublished, butchering troops and troops, the summoner was too powerful!

    The battle was changing now, the armies of the kingdoms were on their way to victory, but Enghon's foreboding was right. From behind the mountains the great shadows rose bringing the death from the skies, Kraven's last and most powerful gathering force, guarded for the total s*******r of the kingdoms, dragons! How the cheater gathered them together was a mystery, perhaps he had found some way to get past the nameless fog, or, more likely, because of the three that Sumith had killed, he had been keeping them in the Pandemonius caverns since the end of the discord, by order of Zeijadel, hidden for this moment. It was about a hundred and fifty, a very high number for such powerful and deadly enemies, two, three or four pairs of wings, their first attacks caused heavy losses to the kings, and the combat once again changed for the worse, but to everyone's delight, their last and most singular reinforcements also arrived in time, Sumith and the guardians! They finally reached the battle, Krantenion, the adviser, was with them, and immediately the air combat began. The guardians clashed with enemy dragons while armies struggled on the ground, the skies turned to pure flames, even in far fewer numbers, the guardians were far superior, and Krantenion was not far behind either, he killed very easily, proving to be the most powerful of all. The flying lizards fight was brutal, the opponents joined in attacks against one, Frodi, Utargard and Galzon, Iris's air summons were also sent to assist them, and were of definite importance making many victims. Some of the dragons were still trying to get to the ground, but were promptly prevented by the guardians, only two of them actually succeeded in escaping, the first made the grave mistake of landing right in the middle of the largest tartar group, their heavy attacks were so terrible that even pierced his armor, driving him to despair, and the leader, Therkal, killed him by nailing his sharp ax in the eye, the second was being chased by Sumith, who was diving after him.

- Thinking of running away? – asked the silver guardian.

- If death persecutes me, at least I will take the most with me! – answered the enemy.

- !

    This was Rekdal, the treacherous, indeed he would reach armies on the ground before being intercepted by the silver dragon, terrible losses could cause, a delicate moment, but on earth his fate was already waiting. Artan, observing everything in advance, rejected all the enemies that surrounded him with his element of gravity, and concentrating this by his fire on the matchless Nevan, waited for the exact moment, the second the dragon opened his mouth to spit the flames, and threw it so violently that raised a great deal of dust from his position, the never-failing spear, with all that power, pierced through the enemy coming out the back of the neck, the "Flying Dragon's Beam", the moghran's unique technique, all the strength gathered made convenient use of his weapon's skill, with a fearsome outcome, an ironic name considering the enemies it was intended against. The lifeless body smashed to the ground, the captain jumped to avoid being hit and landed just above the flying lizard, like a victorious hunter, a dragon slayer. Sumith simply stopped watching the spectacular scene.

- In fact too skillful! Hahahaha... – ended up returning to combat in the skies.

    As the aerial combat extended, the dead dragons were thrown to the ground on all sides, or over enemies, and as hard as they could, they could not beat the powerful guardians, Krantenion and Iris's air summons, the air battle was already over.

    Anarky went to the ground briefly, especially to warn the king of Lieben:

- Seth, Kraven lies deep inside the mountain! He is breaking the prison seal, and the time has come, kill him!

- I got it! – answered the silver shinobi.

    Oblap and Rengaw were making many victims, Lieben's duo were causing their enemies too much loss to the point of drawing too much attention to themselves, which turned out to be terrible, so much was the determination, or despair, to kill them. An incredible number of goblins and cyclops threw themselves at them without thinking, the duo incredibly managed to stop almost everyone, but one of the giants ended up hitting the maestro violently, throwing him too far away, and continuing the fight with the other soldiers, Rengaw immediately stopped fighting and ran to help his friend, but it was too late.

- Resist chubby! I will get you out of here! – said the knight.

- Forget it, this is the end for me. – said the maestro, mortally wounded.

- Shut up!

- We got quite far, huh?

- ...

- I have lived long enough to see the victory I have always wanted, now it's your turn, wagon.

- Oblap...

- Hey, Rengaw, win this war for me.

    Oblap closed his eyes, and no longer woke up, the great maestro of the elements, fell heroically. Rengaw bowed his head, feeling strongly the loss of his friend, when he looked to the side and saw his captain, Ehron, touching his shoulder, and asked him:

- Permission to avenge my friend, sir.

- No need to ask. – said Ehron. – Finish him!

    Then the lone knight rose and went hunting for the Oblap killer, finding him many yards away, fighting a lobime. The lone knight walked with fire in his eyes, and literally in his ax filled with this element, scaring away all the goblins who looked at him with fear, nothing interested him, practically a corridor opened to give him a scene worthy of records, as he approached, he touched the fighting wolf's shoulder and told him:

- This one is mine.

- He is all yours. – said the wolf, understanding the warrior's gaze.

    Rengaw faced the giant like another giant! In a one-on-one fight, he was able to stop the heavy iron club blows, and his counterattacks were very violent. Everyone stepped aside to make room for the two brutal fighters, continuing their battles farther, the combat was memorable, a true titan fight. The cyclops managed to disarm and grab the knight by the neck, but did not expect a powerful kick in the pit of his stomach, which made him kneel, taking back his ax and disarming his opponent, Rengaw buried it in the giant's head reaching chest height, Oblap, was avenged.

    Solphie commanded soldiers in direct battle, she was as frantic as ever, but was attacked by dozens of enemy spells at once, and with the guard down might have been her end, but a powerful ice shield defended her, saving her life, was the king of Lieben:

- My king!

- Solphie, can you stop talking like that?

- Hehe... Sorry Seth. Can you keep it that way for a few moments?

- What are you up to?

- Watch.

    The silver sorceress concentrated her element of water, and such was her power, Seth's shield slowly crumbled from enemy attacks, but it was long enough:

- Now! – shouted Solphie.

    Seth broke his shield, startling his adversaries, and the sorceress lifted her staff, an incredible whirlwind of water ascended into the sky mesmerizing her enemies, and upon reaching a beautiful height was converted into dozens of water serpents, the “Sea Serpent Dive”, Solphie's biggest secret, and one of the most terrible spells of the element of water. The serpents literally plunged into the wizards goblins, their pressure was so powerful that it ripped through them like paper, even under shield and armor! Only the most experienced, foreseeing what was to come, were able to raise defense, since the speed of the serpents was enormous, but only remarkably powerful warriors were able to resist, and the vast majority showed no ability, unable to hold on and ending dead. The scene was so absurd that many even mistook her for a summon!

- So that is why they call you storm! – said Seth.

    The mercenary shinobis were exactly what Seth had said about them, each capable of taking at least twenty enemies before falling, being so skilled that the difficulty of reaching them bordered on nonsense, few had perished, but among them was Sazuki:

- Hold on leader! – said Arthos trying to help him.

- Sazuki! – shouted Seth as he saw him on the floor, agonizing.

- Thank you boy, you and Riyan, now I can go to my friend's side, and finally feel honored.

    Sazuki is gone with the greatest of honors, dozens of enemies fell under the sword or under the power of Jin's leader, and dozens more were finally needed to topple him. This was his wish.

- We will carry your will now, honored leader. – said Seth, and the battle went on.

Enghon saw the king making his way toward the mountain, and with Solphie fought until he could reach him:

- Seth, you were right, you were right about everything.

- Enghon?

- I will let vengeance follow where it should, let it in your hands. Take this hate out of me.

- I will do it my friend.

    Enghon had finally understood Tantaluz's will, as he fought for everything he believed in, must be better than the hatred in his heart, finally deciding to hand his revenge into the hands of another, in the right hands now. Seth made his way to the mountain and found dozens of enemies determined to stop his advance, to protect Kraven was the order, Zeijadel was approaching, the king set out for the attack and counted on the help that never left him at any time, Shayera. Together they were once again sensational and crossed the barrier of opponents, and the sss stood in the way to ensure him an uninterrupted fight:

- I will stay here, Kraven is yours. – said Shayera.

- Shayera, do not die, or I will go with you.

    And pulling her beloved by the armor, she kissed him in battle.

- I love you.

- I love you too.

    Shayera stood on the road like a wall, her beauty and sensuality were more remarkable than ever, even in battle. The sss fought like a beast blocking the passage of all who tried to go to the aid of Kraven, goblins, cyclops and griphons, nothing could topple her, with the element of fire in her sword made it even more powerful, with the element of life she softened her fatigue and kept her fighting strength tireless, and the goblins whispered among themselves:

- It's her!

- The slayer of a hundred!

    Several opponents made a single charge, and it was at this moment that the king's protector revealed her greatest secret, the “Divine Breath”. With elements of air and fire at full force in the sword, the first cyclops that reached her was torn by the weapon in a vertical cut from the bottom up, and the others just behind swallowed by a powerful tornado that carried them all high, very high, this was her unique technique, simple indeed but extremely efficient, the poor affected almost reached the air battle! Even allies were startled by the odd scene, the enemies were violently punished by the blasts while being charred, those who miraculously did not die, did not resist the great fall, for the rotation was such that it was almost impossible to do anything to soften it. Despite the intimidation another major collective attack took place, but she took care of it differently, this time concentrating only air, the dust revealed the shape of a small vortex in her hand, but from there came the doom, “Hornet's Nest”, hundreds of small, thin gusts of wind swept it all before the sss! The opponents were mercilessly pierced as if shot, even their physical or magical shields were insufficient to escape unharmed, at most escaping with heavy injuries, dozens more were killed. This was the favorite magic of her mother, Cindy Sea, who gained notoriety in the war, the sss dominated and developed perfectly. Spectacular was Shayera, exceptional warrior, danger in the form of a woman, unhappy were her enemies, and fortunate was that owner of her heart, the king's way was safe.

    Seth came into the mountain, and upon the altar of the lords stood the black sorcerer with his elements in full power, before him stood an elemental circle in the shape of a serpent devouring his own tail, the seal of the prison, uroboros! Immediately Seth made the supreme defense to stop Kraven's power, and succeeded, but the cheater no longer seemed concerned:

- Great king Seth. – said Kraven.

- Long time no see, Kraven. – said Seth.

- Arrived late, the uroboros has already been broken and will crumble very soon.

- ...

- My master is already on his way, and your whole world will cease to exist.

- The only one that will disappear here will be him.

- Hahahahaha... You have failed your mission, there is no stopping Zeijadel now.

- No, old man, it's not our intention to keep Zeijadel imprisoned.

- ... – The black sorcerer thought for a few seconds. – How bold. Do you really think any action here will make a difference in the future?

- ...

- We are on the board of the gods, and their games never come to an end imaginable. Zeijadel or not, the wills of the gods are endless ways for us, mere mortals. – Kraven spoke strangely, seemed even out of his mind, but in fact he was trying to destabilize Seth.

- Games or not, gods or not, let's just do our part.

- Zeijadel also told me that you, especially you, must die at all costs.

- ...

- This was the best news I have had, because that is exactly what I want to do. It's time to finish what we started that day, today, your head will be mine!

- Today, our combat ends!

    The epic battle between the ice shinobi and the black sorcerer came to its final moment, the battle chosen by destiny resumed. They swung at each other swiftly, now Seth fought with all his skill, and his two swords surprised Kraven quite differently, Starluz was still powerful, but now the cheater saw the most powerful adversary he had ever known, the one who could defeat him, and his maximum combat ability should be used. Elemental battle was out of the question, for the result was already written, the dance of their swords was spectacular, and all over the interior of the mountain the two warriors faced each other without witness in the greatest war ever in the world, fantastic were their forces, nothing similar to the first battle, it was much more frantic, violent, Kraven appealed to his straightforward, extremely dangerous style with his long sword, and the shinobi brandished his two blades uniquely, fitting in with every attack of the enemy, the cheater now had much respect for his opponent, but it was still hard to believe that he was so much more spectacular than before. The weapons were locked several times, and skillful punches and kicks were used without pity, Seth was struck in the chest and slammed violently against the wall, and in Kraven's attack he dodged and hurled him, pinning his opponent's sword with his own, to another wall, which greatly irritated the black sorcerer who made use of powerful spells that were held by the shinobi ice shield, the rage was so high that he fired his maximum burst of elements, only to be stopped again by the impenetrable supreme defense, it was no use expending forces unnecessarily in a hatred attack, he needed to calm down and maintain the battle, could not exaggerate more in the spells or the whole place would come down and both would die, and your opponent already had this in mind. Little by little Kraven began to notice that his prudence became awe, and awe in fear, the black sorcerer felt the cold on his spine against the powerful king of Lieben. After so much balance Kraven decided to live up to the nickname "cheater", he complexly used the most terrible element he could use there, fantasy, Seth found himself in Lieben, in the castle, and after amazement he saw his father, Loki, majestic as a king should be, before him and extending his hand to him. The young king was confused for a moment until he also reached out to his father, and startled to see him draw his sword to attack, but at the last second he could see Starluz's blade approaching his chest, he managed to miraculously defend himself, deflecting to his left shoulder, which was pierced.

- Do you really think all this bravery will be remembered by some future generation? – said Kraven's voice.

    The pain just was not greater than the next illusion, Adria, the sister he could not protect, was there now, beautiful as the princess he remembered, it was t*****e what Kraven was doing to his mind, and the influence of fantasy was such that even knowing that it was mere illusion was easily deceived, terrible indeed. Now she was carrying a knife to stab him, and once again he managed to save himself by a thread, this time receiving a deep and painful left thigh wound.

- Do you really believe this value will take your name to some future?

- That is not what matters to me. – answered Seth, but in fact his mind was shaken.

    Kraven still chafed at his resistance, probably shinobi training had made his mind powerful, and lucid enough to save him, but it could not last forever. Once again he was wounded, this time in the belly, save for the armor, in fact Seth was still alive thanks to his training, but was beginning to admit that he was finding defeat, could not stand much longer, especially against such a low enemy's strategy, use his family for this. Seth's mind was already seriously damaged by pain and the element, and when he saw the sword coming toward him again, to finally take his life, he heard of his own illusion, his father and sister addressing him, as if time stood still:

- Stand up, king! – said Loki. – My son never gives himself up. Never.

- Dad? – said Seth.

- Seth, open your eyes, and never allow them to close. – said Adria.

- My sister, forgive me, I was not able to save you.

- So do not let it be in vain.

- My son. – said Loki. – You are not just a simple king, but the great king who will secure the future of our world.

- Only you can do it, my handsome brother. – said Adria.

- But how will I do it? – asked Seth.

- The weight of the helmet on the battlefield, always seemed more comfortable to me than the lightness of the crown sitting on the throne. Even now I am just proud to have brought peace to my people, feel that pride too, my son, for you will bring much more than peace, you will bring the days to come.

- ...

- We entrust everything to you, Seth Alberich. – finished the former king and princess together.

- Thank you for trusting me.

At this moment the illusion broke, and Kraven, now fully revealed in attack, was locked powerfully, facing Seth, and both faced each other:

- My illusion! Impossible! – said the black sorcerer.

- You will never play with my feelings again. – said Seth. – Neither mine nor anyone else! – The king struck the cheater's stomach, who by his ability managed to prevent it from being deadly, but the pain was also great. Then the place was completely frozen, and several pillars, large as a man, pointed and sharp emerged from the ice like spears, from the floor and ceiling, requiring much effort from the enemy to deflect and defend himself. Being hit by anyone would be fatal, his cowardly strategy was over.

- What the hell are you?!

- The weight of the helmet on the battlefield, will always be more comfortable than the lightness of the crown sitting on the throne. Dead or alive, I will help bring peace to my world!

- Damn mercenary shinobis!

- Shut up and come!

    The spirits from Loki and Adria appeared there to bring him strength, and saved him, if Kraven had the support of a lord, Seth had his family. The fight went on more violently, both already inflicting new injuries on each other and the dispute seemed more than ever balanced, breathless and dirty they were, and the time came for the last attack:

- You can not beat me, I will be the king of this world!

- If you are going to be king, you will be in the world of the dead!

    The two warriors attacked each other with their last and ultimate strength, Kraven fought for power, and Seth for all he loved. Their eyes locked one last moment before Andriel won the contest by severing Starluz, the ancestral sword of Meira's advisers, was destroyed. Kraven did not believe what he saw, just had time to see his opponent's swift turn, feeling Andurel puncturing his stomach, and there they remained:

- Impossible you... – Kraven.

- Impossible is hypothetical. – Seth.

- I should have killed you when I had the chance... Seth... Damn... Damn you.

- It's all over now, old man.

- You can not beat Zeijadel. He will e*****e everything. Your dreams, your whole world.

- Go to the other world apologize to Tantaluz!

    And with one swift movement, Seth withdrew Andurel and beheaded Kraven with Andriel, his head fell away, and the body poured out the evil blood of the servant of the lord of darkness, Kraven, Meira's scourge, black fire, the cheater, met his end, “The Battle Chosen by Destiny”, was over.

    After Kraven's death the uroboros shattered and remade shortly thereafter, but the whole place began to crumble, Seth rushed out, finding Shayera still holding back some insistent enemies, who, seeing the skies thundering and darkening, retreated and fled. The exhausted sss looked back and saw the king running toward her, he took her in his arms, and together they drove off the mountain to the armies as the enemy survivors retreated and withdrew completely. Probably by defeat, or maybe fear of something that was coming, something that was unfolding right now. The soldiers claimed to have seen a dark slit open in the sky for a second, closing quickly. An immense evil will covered everything, the dark power could be felt by the skies among the clouds and thunder, and a terrible figure, long ago the world wanted to forget, was now revealed at the foot of the mountain, free, surrounded by the black aura of the element of darkness, Zeijadel!

    He was a tall moghran with black hair and eyes completely red as fire, for even his pupils were this color, he wore a simple black helmet, as well as only a heavy-armored breastplate, elbows and knee pads that shone as gloomily as his power, and also a black cloak, and the black spear of his element was frightening. The strength of the lord of darkness was tremendous, only his presence was enough for violent winds to sweep the whole place, even the earth shook, Zeijadel was there before the armies, watching every soldier, every enemy present, already deciding how he would go exterminate them:

- I am back, and this is a beautiful reception. – said the lord of darkness, and all watched him in astonishment, but a mighty dragon voice challenged him.

- It will be much more than that, darkness! – It was Sumith.

    Lieben's young man was followed by all the guardians, and immediately Iris sent all her summons to join them. Zeijadel planned to annihilate the armies quickly and disappear, but the unified force to defeat him was already in place, and would not allow him to escape.

- Impossible. Kraven should have taken care of this! – said the lord of darkness. – Where are you, incompetent servant?!

- Your flunkey will no longer respond. – said Sumith. – You are alone now, and alone will fall!

- Even if it costs me a lot, I will resist today, and I will dominate everything!

    In fact the lord of darkness did not know that the summons had all been gathered, and even less that the guardians were back. He trusted his vassal to the point of not caring about details before finally escaping from prison, but he failed. Seth ran worried about his friend, Enghon and John too, they knew what it would all mean, the death of the great enemy also led to the death of the guardians, summons and Sumith. This was something Iris did not know, and perhaps should not, for she would surely refuse to assist in the death of her beloved... They stopped for a moment, there was nothing more to be done, their heads down, already feeling the imminent departure of Lieben's hero. Seth thought quickly and for a moment convinced himself that he could save Sumith by using the seal of the swords, with all that power, as if he were another guardian, none of them would have to die, of course he did not know if this would actually work, and there was still a big risk that he had not fully recovered since he last used it, but maybe it was a risk worth taking, and there was only one way to find out. Sumith and Iris still had a long way to go, had a lifetime to enjoy, his best friend could not die.

    All the powers gathered there were unified for the last strike, Zeijadel also focused on his full counterattack strength, while Seth began to prepare to break the seal of the swords, but they were all surprised at the last moment by a crash, followed of a white whirlwind that descended from the clouds and bore a gleaming figure with an equally powerful force as that of the lord of darkness, Kin Lyeben, the holy lord! Kin was a man of medium height, light-skinned like Sumith and slightly long brown hair, his simple face was remembered by all who knew him, and the same eyes of his son were not fooled, was the legendary captain of Lieben. His bright white battle suits, almost identical to those of Sumith (showing that they had the same taste for clothes), enraged the lord of darkness, and even though they had never met before, they identified themselves face to face:

- So it's you, holy. – said Zeijadel.

- I have been waiting for this for ages, darkness. – said Kin.

- Has Harkonen chosen correctly?

- This you will soon discover.

- Where is Galadril? Where is the lord of life?

- Do you really think we would let a fellow surrender to death at the hands of a great coward?

- Then you will serve in his place!

- My friend is weak, as you know. If you want to take advantage of it, then try to take advantage of me!

    In fact, Zeijadel's goal was to continue to weaken the element of life, to the point where his lord could no longer contribute to balance, needing to leave Plane himself to put an end to it, and at this point would be attacked. The idea of two lords fighting in their full power was not accepted by the others, as both would inevitably destroy each other, but now Kin was there, and this combat could no longer be stopped. Darkness set in for the fight, while the holy reached out toward his son, who was already untransformed with the others, and the sword Max, who was with Sumith, went toward him:

- Lend me this, my son. – Sumith smiled at his father. – Arkan?

- Here, old friend!

    The sailor removed, from his cloak again, the other half, Lyeben, the second flame of the kingdom, which was in his possession, it should have been delivered to Sumith, but it was not needed yet. Kin united them with a mighty clap of thunder, forming a magnificent two-bladed sword, the mighty Maxlyeben!

    Darkness versus holy, the divine battle, began. The two lords moved freely across the sky, as if there were no laws of gravity, were free at their pleasure, and their powers, strength, speed and agility were far beyond imagination, gods in combat, combat that would define the fate of the whole world. Zeijadel's black spear and Maxlyeben made tremendous impact and lightning as they met, the earth shook and the main mountain, already fragile since the escape, came down with the shock of their blows. The armies withdrew from the camp to just watch the two deities fighting from afar, the white fire of Kin and the black flame of Zeijadel were perfect opposite and absurdly annulling each other, with each blow of their frantic weapons everyone shuddered. Lieben's former captain was strikingly similar to Sumith in battle ability, while Zeijadel showed an angry, bloodthirsty style that only black hearts could actually show. The sound of the meeting of their blades was heard in the distance, and everyone was trying to keep up with them in the fast pursuit through the skies of the Dead Land, both using their unique techniques, Kin's cut of light (the same as his son's), against “Night Sky Penetration”, an attack that consisted of piercing the air creating voids in each of the blows, and in these spaces without resistance the dark thunder of darkness advanced at absurd speed, like lords of equivalent power, their forces were nullified again, and for several seconds the frightening winds seemed to want to sweep it all away. Zeijadel was agile and struck Kin's right breast even protected by the divine clothing, but darkness failed to notice the dangerous cut on his left shoulder, giving way to pain, their unrivaled elements were fired creating a large sphere that only increased dangerously at the risk of exploding and decimating half of the continent:

- That is it, holy! – shouted Zeijadel. – We will destroy everything! All armies will succumb here and now!

- When will you understand darkness? Your will will never be accepted! – answered Kin.

    The holy lord spectacularly absorbed all that power, calming the destruction and saving all of the armies, including those of Zeijadel. But the lord of darkness was cunning and treacherous, taking advantage of the adversary's effort attacking him from the side and cornering him in what was left of the mountain, stepping on the hilt of the enemy sword, the two gods now stood still, Kin under the feet of the lord of darkness seemed delivered to death:

- Here I stand in triumph!

    Preparing to pierce Kin's face, Zeijadel was taken aback by Maxlyeben, who was split in two again, so his spear was deflected and the second blade severely injured his leg.

- Still underestimating enemies. – said Kin. – Did not Harkonen teach you the concept of battle?

    The fight started up again. The two scrambled at limitless speed and disappeared from view, leaving the skies clearer and calmer, a few minutes later everyone looked again, searching and seeing all phenomena begin again, the lords have taken an impressive round the world in combat! For a long time the blades blazed over unblinking glances and mouths that did not speak, all watching and waiting for the long-awaited end of that titanic battle of fate, Sumith saw his father being pierced by a blade made of pure darkness in stomach as the black spear and Maxlyeben locked, and despaired as he imagined his father's defeat:

- Dad!!!

- It can not be! – Seth.

- You were good, but met your end as I promised holy. – said Zeijadel.

- Why do you think I came... here today, darkness? – asked Kin.

- ???

- Your arrogance still... blind you. Like Harkonen... taught me.

- What?

- Feel what too much confidence has caused you!

    So certain of his victory was Zeijadel, that he did not even feel the other blade, made from holy, piercing him from the side of the rib and springing from the other side.

- I will not return from here, I will never return from here! – said Zeijadel.

- No, my dear. – said Kin. – None of us will be back. Never!

    Kin's final strength spawned a destructive whirlwind that consumed both of them in an impressive concentrated explosion, in the sky above the last battle, the two fighting lords were eradicated from that world, the holy lord's ultimate sacrifice to give freedom to all and to your beloved son, in his heart now he could join Carbella, who had been waiting for him in the other world for a long time...

- Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh...!!!!!!!!!

- Dad!!!!!!

    The lord of darkness, the herald of death, the great enemy of the world, was definitely exterminated, it was the end of a long nightmare, "That Great Battle", was over.

    Sumith was heartbroken, Kin's death unthinkable to him, just wanted to be in his place, as it should have been. Zeijadel no longer existed, Kraven was dead and his army utterly defeated, but at what price?

- Why the hell have we fought so hard so far?! – Lieben's young man asked. – Was not our goal to end here?! Why did he have to die?!

- He is gone of his own choosing. – said a voice approaching, and was recognized, Zeon.

- Zeon? Why are you here? – Sumith asked, his eyes teary and beside Seth and the others.

- The world would no longer tolerate imbalance, let alone by two of the lords.

- So why did he sacrifice himself?

- He sacrificed himself for what he loved most, for his son, for his own choice. Kin decided that your life, dear Sumith, was more important than anything to him.

- Dad...

- But fear not, he is in the arms now of the only person who loves you as much as he does.

- Mom... – Sumith smiled, and his tears ceased.

    Zeon brought Maxlyeben from the mountain rubble and handed it to Sumith.

- This is his strength to you. Are you ready, young man? To take over your father's legacy? – asked Zeon.

- Zeon???

- The holy lord is gone, and you can be his successor. – said Zeon holding out his hand.

    Sumith felt the words invade his mind and heart, and for a moment he was confused, but something told him that he would make the right decision, whatever it was:

- With all my heart, I do not want to. – said looking at Iris's pained face.

- As expected of Kin's son. – And looking to the side. – Seth, son of Loki, are you ready?

- What? Seth?! – asked Enghon.

    In fact Zeon had been looking for Seth long ago, the new holy lord was determined, he was the noble king of Lieben. At this moment all the other lords came down from skies: Galadril, the man Lord of Life; Huri, the man Lord of Ice; Aja, the woman Lady of Status; Rictus, the mer Lord of Water; Taria, the lobime Lady of Planar Life; Eden, the lobime Lord of Thunder; Remus, the lobime Lord of Air; Veigh, the Moghran Lord of Fantasy; Neveu, the woman Lady of Light; Deneve, the tartar Lady of Nature; Eredal, the tartar Lord of Gravity; Kenta, the lobime Lord of Earth; and Seph, the moghran Lord of Fire.

- Everyone present witnessed the end of a dark age. – said Seph. – And here, where it all ended, is where it will also begin again. Krantenion?

- Yes, my lord. – said the mighty adviser, landing in front of him.

With a simple touch of hand and claw, Seph disappeared in thousands of stars that rose to the skies, in a wonderful and unique scene, and Krantenion now became the new lord of fire. A necklace around his neck, four-legged bracelets, and a beautiful helmet, all gilded, sprang forth like flames, as did a divine fiery aura, suited for him.

- Krantenion? Did you want to be a lord? – asked Sumith.

- Kings and leaders have always better understood the collective need. It would never be fair to place such responsibility on simple people who only want to live. – And many smiled. – I have always wanted to do more for this world than just be a watchman on duty. I am in my place now, dear friends.

- Seth, you are the only one here who knows the right person for the missing place, right? – asked Zeon.

- Yes. – said Seth.

- Enghon Reizeu, are you ready?

- What? Me?! – said Enghon surprised.

    Freed from hatred, Enghon had now attained the dignity that Tantaluz held on him so much, and attained something more than he once desired, Enghon becoming the new lord of darkness. His garments were identical to his old sorcerer's, dark and at the same time bright, the ones that best reflected his inner self, he carried the symbol of darkness on his chest, just as all the others carried their own, and always with the mighty Morgil, the staff of Tantaluz. The young sorcerer emanated a dark force, as darkness should have been, but laden with a positive, worthy will, the error of the past was totally gone now, and his fellows missed the young friend right now, but there was someone else who was leaving there:

- Zeon, how did you...? – asked Sumith.

- I am not a lord, as I said, but I was one. Zeon Harkonen, this is my name.

    Zeon was the ancient holy lord who had subdued Zeijadel in the past, the legendary lord who stopped the war, who wisely chose the honorable Kin Lyeben, and now, once again, carried the lord's strength to decide, this was his job, all already was foreseen by him, and had already chosen. Seth was touched by the holy power, Zeon disappeared as Seph disappeared, and the king of Lieben took the place of Kin, with his costumes very similar to the old shinobi ones, light armor, bracelets and shin guards, but white and glistening, holy. Sumith and the others felt the eminent departure of the dearest of friends, the valuable king, the worthy lord who had chosen to watch over them all. Then all the other lords came together in power, and a wonderful, completely elemental glow spread all over the world, bringing the balance back and ushering in a new era, but the three were the last successions between them:

- From now on, the power of the lords becomes eternal. – said Galadril, the lord of life, a black-skinned man with very short black hair, but his eyes were green. Owner of admirable beauty, as well as a serious expression and leadership posture, he wore simple greenish battle suits, with a chainmail underneath, carried a club on his waist and a shield on his left arm. – We are gathered here before the peoples of this world, paying our full and immortal devotion, we will take care of the balance, and no Zeijadel reappears. Until the great Tantus is ready to rule once more. Be in peace, people of Tantus.

    All the lords closed their eyes, as if sharing something, and were indeed. A differentiated light seemed to interconnect their bodies, until everyone was enveloped by it, this lasted a few intriguing seconds, and their powers spread once again around the world. Merging their divine strengths, the great lords united in a kind of oath, thus became definitively eternal, by their own choice, abdicating the desired rest for the sake of everything, and for those able to understand this, this was a great sacrifice made on behalf of the planet. There were no questions, no doubts, there was only one will shared among all fifteen, a joy, and perhaps some sadness among such an important decision, but each of them had their reasons for willingly accepting. After all this each of the lords vanished with their powers, back to their duties, while weapons and eyes were raised in simple honor, only two of them remained there, obviously the only two who needed a word with their friends one last time:

- Thank you all, from my heart. – said Enghon, who was hugged by proud friends.

    Enghon left for his duty, and Seth was the last.

- Hail, great king of Lieben. – said Seth to John.

- Me? But what will become of the kingdom now, my brother? – asked the thief.

- You are here, my brother, and you will be a much better king than I would be. Take care of our people. – The weight of responsibility on John was great, but like his brother he would carry it heavily. They hugged each other warmly, making Arkan proud.

- Hey, looks like we will not fight anymore, my friend. – said Sumith.

- Who knows my friend? – said Seth.

- You were the best I ever met.

- You are the best I have ever met. – The two best friends shook hands in farewell and thanks, and Seth handed Andriel and Andurel to Sumith, who was supposed to be their new master, the Lieben's young man took them in fear, but they gladly accepted him.

- Take good care of them.

- I will.

- Thanks for everything, Seth. – said Iris.

- Be happy. – said touching the young summoner's head as he used to.

- We will. – said the young woman looking at Sumith.

- Thank you, for the honor of being your protector, my king. – said Solphie.

- No, it was my honor, dear Solphie. – And after the sorceress's hug, he turned to the person who was most important to him, and who would suffer most from his departure.

    Seth approached the sss who was already downcast, she understood his duty as usual, as no one would ever do in her place.

- My love. – said Shayera, already letting the first tears drip.

- My love, forgive me. – said Seth.

- I found happiness just by your side, knowing you was all I ever dreamed.

- My love. – said touching the face of the sss, and his magnificent power enveloped her completely, fascinating everyone. – If love reached me differently, no matter what it was, it would always bring me you.

- You promise? Do you promise to love me forever?

- This I have already promised, and I also promise that one day we will be together again. I know that, my beautiful Shayera.

    The last kiss of the king and the sss. Seth ascended into the skies, to Plane, to his duty as a lord, while their fingers distanced from each other, the sss weeping in a mixture of sadness and joy:

- Do not worry my sister. – said Solphie hugging Shayera. – He always kept all his promises.

- I know. – said the sss. – This I know.

    Seth disappeared hailed by all the armies, the war was finally over, just as the day was coming to an end, now the peoples were free to follow their destinies in peace.

- Until one day, my friend. – said Sumith, hugging Iris and looking up at the skies.

    The losses of the armies were heavy, but all were heroic sacrifices and never forgotten. Andros, the cunning, tumbled shortly before Kraven's death, like a great king who never gave up, his body cremated and his ashes thrown overboard, as he wished. His daughter, Saphira Ravelion, took the throne and ruled Meira with justice.

    Young Jonam perished at the height of the fight, knocking down dozens of enemies, he was buried in the Homage Field next to his father, and his son, Jorge Albatore, ruled Zelante.

    Valdnar, Revan and Korn returned to their kingdoms as heroes, and the admiration of their people was even greater. The Kingdom of Krantenion, without him, was ruled by Valdnar's son, Kassian Calvera, elected by the people themselves. Artan was proclaimed the great moghran leader of all kingdoms, and became the reference of union with all peoples, stronger than ever. Lorben and the lobimes were accepted on all continents as equals, and for them nothing was more satisfying.

    Oblap was buried in Lieben as a great war hero. Ehron bravely lost his life in combat, and his lack was sorely missed, Rengaw became the new captain of the Kingdom of Lieben.

    John Alberich ruled his kingdom as his brother would have ruled, fair and worthy. He made history as the kindest king of all times, making his mother and his subjects very proud. The Jin clan has completely eliminated the grief generated in the past and is now aided by the kings of Lieben and Saitar, even financially, they have risen in honor by abandoning the dark mercenary work and turning their lifestyle into a reference for culture, even for other clans, fulfilling the dream of Riyan Tharon and Sazuki Gaibel. Arthos was their leader.

    Sophie married an old childhood love, and had a daughter, Caiera, who was very similar to her aunt, both in strength and personality.

    Arkan turned out to be Anarky's brother, and immortal, as was the guardian prime as well, his ties, which had been very distant since he became servant of the lords, finally improved, and both departed together across the oceans alongside the lovely Rakasha, becoming new father figures for the happy lobime.

    Shayera appealed to the royal guard for release and went to live quietly in the kingdom, yet for her actions in battle, ensuring the king the final combat against Kraven, her extraordinary strength and especially determination, the slayer of a hundred now known as “the woman of steel”. Despite Seth's wishes for her to fall in love again and live happily, she refused, her sister worried, but she said she had never felt happier in life, the few nights of love she and Seth spent together were worth an eternity. Many suitors courted her for a long time, but she had only mind and heart for him. Shayera passed away at the age of one hundred and one winters old, and to her sister she was smiling in the end, waiting for the day she would be with him again.

    Iris gave up her summons, returning them to the temples to live fully with her beloved, she and Sumith got married with party all over the kingdom. Iris Maxlyeben now, they went to live quietly on the far northwestern coast of Lieben, happy and in love, although she was slow to get pregnant, were fully realized. They also traveled around the world for a while, remembering all the excitement they experienced.

    The remaining goblins, cyclops and griphons, fled and took refuge in the farthest places, now without leadership and desolate they no longer represented the danger of yore, though they still caused problems with attacks and looting trade, very few battles were recorded in small villages, never would no longer bother the kingdoms, evil would always exist anyway, but the great tragedies of the past could no longer be compared.

    Three winters after the end of the great war, Sumith walked along the beach while his wife took care of the meal, and he was surprised by the white glare that revealed a totally unknown man in front of him. He looked middle aged, with gray hair, light skin and black eyes, he wore northerly costumes called “samurai” (in the colors of Laguna's costumes), and showed no hostility at all:

- Hail, Sumith Maxlyeben. – said the man. – I am Alexander Crescent.

- Alexander? The blacksmith? But...?

- It's time for your beginning, and the end of my duties.

- What do you mean? – Sumith noticed the weapons at the waist of Alexander, Andriel and Andurel.

- The daughters of the lords! But how did you?!

- Are you ready to do your duty to Tantus?

- What?

    Alexander touched Sumith's chest, which received an incredible glow that spread throughout his body, disappearing as if it were inside him now.

- Time traveler, your duty is to fulfill the history of this world. – said Alexander.

- But what? – still asked Sumith.

- Just accept, you are the only one who can but me.

- But...? What should I do?

- Do not ask, just feel, a man like you will always know.

- ...

- And do not worry about the time, it's what you will get most from today.

    Sumith had understood nothing and saw Alexander disappear into the glare, completely. He supposed all the mysteries were over, but he was obviously wrong, just wondering how long it would last. "Time Traveler", whatever that meant he should be ready indeed, when his time came.   

THE END