The King stood at the front of his army, facing down his enemy. The man in black grinning, arrogant as could be. The king raised his arm, his blood red cape shifting to expose his flaming armor. In his grasp he bore a pure black blade, aimed to the sun. Slowly he moved his arm down, pointing the blade at his enemies. Inhaling slowly he then exhaled and aloud screamed. FOR OUR PRIDE! Behind him an uproar came as his men and women charged forth. The man in black motioned his arm forward, sending his skeletal minions to face the men and women of the kingdom
Posted on: Thu, 18 Sep 2014 22:59:28 +0000
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