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by **Anaclagon** » Sat May 31, 2008 1:46 am

As the main Grandall Army still pressed foward, squeezing the first army by both sides as Mages took action. The Imperial Spell Casters took place..using their summonings abilities, the mages summoned giant Ice Creatures. They were off a thick icey armor. These magical creatures layed in the cold north areas back in Grandall...

The ice Trolls pressed the assualt as their thick icy armor was stronger then it looked as their ice swords began to cleave through the ranks as the calvary was heavily defended with sword and shield as they fought together..

The Elven Archers fired back as the back lines kept their 3 shielded formation up as archers fired volly after volly towards their foes..

by **TyrannoTitan** » Sat May 31, 2008 1:48 am

Neltharion's eyes flashed, the flames ending as his jaws slammed shut on the demon's arm, swinging his entire body around, teeth tearing at the demon prince's flesh, hurling him toward the ground. Neltharion spit the knife out, the piece of metal plumitting toward the ground, the black dragon ignoring the wound on his tongue.

by **dinoman666** » Sat May 31, 2008 1:48 am

Valroz took to the fore, cutting down each Ice Troll as it came up, his flaming sword easily cutting through their icy armor. The Demons continued their assault, fireballs and flaming arrows raining down on the Grandall Army.

by **Legendary Elite** » Sat May 31, 2008 1:56 am

It did not take long before Garroth was able to use Gravity extremely well. He began to think about Valroz, the demonic commander he knew was always chasing him. Continually trying to capture him. It had already irritated Chronos and no doubt it could annoy Morian as well. He stamped a foot on the ground. Enough was enough. He looked up into the sky. "Morian, if you are there, I need directions on leaving this realm. If you could direct me then that would be good. I need to warn the other realms of the oncoming threat. I thank you for the hospitality you have provided for me in the short term I have been here. I know it was a temporary stay but I know that Valroz will chase me no matter what and he will be waiting for me until I re-emerge in his sight." He said...

by **Doc 42** » Sat May 31, 2008 2:05 am

Deathfist screamed in pain, falling down towards the ground, his wings beating to level him out, his ribcage visable, his arm hanging off... His wings failed him though and he plumited further. He morbidly angled his sword down and prepared for impact, useing his wings to slow his fall as much as he could. He slammed into the ground, his feet digging into the earth... He wasn't finished yet though. He pulled his sword out of the ground, aiming it straight upwards. He shouted "Keneticapyro!" A burst of firey energy blasted forth from his palm, strikeing into the ground and blowing him back up into the air towards neltharion. The fire petered away but he had already gained enough speed. As he past neltharion, his sword flashed out, hammering into the dragons side. The drag created sent him into a small flip. He landed skillfully onto neltharions back. He quickly lunged foreward grabbing around the dragons neck with his good arm and hacking his sword against its armour...

by **TyrannoTitan** » Sat May 31, 2008 2:13 am

Neltharion roared, his tail spike slashing the demon prince's back, unable to grab ahold of him. Concentrating for a moment, Neltharion's body suddenly lit up in black flames, the blast knocking the demon loose from his neck. Catching the demon with a clawed arm, he once again hurled him toward the ground, a black fireball exploding out of the black dragon's maw, propelling the demon faster toward the ground once more...

by **Doc 42** » Sat May 31, 2008 2:28 am

Deathfist caught the fireball into his hand, crushing it to asorb the mana within... he leveled out and did a short circle, still below Neltharion... It was pointless, whenever he tried anything Neltharion would just throw him back down... He circled towards the ground, intending on staying out of the dragons way for awhile...

by **Anaclagon** » Sat May 31, 2008 2:50 am

Any foes that came close to the rear of the Grandall army was speared till he died as the 3 shield formation covered them from arrows and physical attacks as the Elven Archers continued to fire back with their silverthorn arrows. The Front of the grandall army pressed on working with the calvary as they continued to sqeeze and crush the opposing army in front of them. As soon as they fell back or be defeated they would fall back to the moutains as soon as possible to enlist the help from the Dwarves...

by **dinoman666** » Sat May 31, 2008 2:54 am

The cavalry was easily dealt with. The soldiers in the back, Hellknights, were placed there in case a rear attack happened. The cut down any cavalry that got to close, safe from archer attacks, the massive Demons' primary weakness. The army continued pushing forward, catapults pounding the shield formation into scrap metal. The Demon army refused to give u until they either killed the entire army or their enemies retreated. Valroz simply wanted this battle over as quickly as possible.

by **Anaclagon** » Sat May 31, 2008 3:05 am

In order to hasten the retreat...the Dragon Knights sprung into action as they took long drives, the dragons smashing themselves through the front of the army to help the front line and the calvary as they unleashed devasting fire blasts, blasting enemy units apart. They couldnt retreat from the flanks due to the thick trees and the only way out was from the fields.

Ancalagon himself unleashed several, massive black fireballs, blasting groups of units apart even using a "Fire Flight" to aid to further crush the front lines even further. With Valroz's and his reinforcements approaching and getting quickler, the need to decimate the front lines was getting more urgent as while the Elven Archers fired back..they could do little when their primary objective was to just hold them back and keep their ground forces from coming in.

by **Legendary Elite** » Sat May 31, 2008 4:23 am

Garroth then stopped, a voice came to him What are you thinking? Are you mad? He thought for a minute, he realized just what he was about to do. It was practically suicide, all this time he had been angry with Valroz that he had been blind, and thought too rationally, and that would have cost him. He was just about to cast the opportunity of protection aside, just like a dear, dear friend of his. He needed to find someone to help him. He spread his wings and leapt into the air gracefully before looking around himself for signs of Purple Dragons anywhere in sight...

by **dinoman666** » Sat May 31, 2008 11:28 am

"Pull back!" barked Valroz. The army backed up, still firing away, but keeping their distance from the Grandall army. "Let them run," Valroz growled. "I have more important things to worry about."

by **Anaclagon** » Sat May 31, 2008 11:39 am

"Hurry up head for the mountains!" Arathorn commanded as the combined army pushed through and headed straight for the mountains. Their high endurence would keep them going but they knew they just had to get out of their sight. The army headed for the mountains as Elven Archers fired vollies at some points to make sure they were safe and clear.

Arathorn while thinking he made the right choice was a bad choice...a fortress was needed this time. One that was massive with heavy defenses...a rider had been sent out previously, asking for a combined alliance. Prehaps they would not pursue but that was just for the mean time. They had time to prepare defenses...

The Grandall Imperial Legion followed their orders as their Grandall Dragon Knights watched overhead, poised to strike any who came too close...next time however, they would be no falling back..

by **dinoman666** » Sat May 31, 2008 11:41 am

Valroz smirked. "Good, that got them out of here," he growled. With a bark, he led his troops to the remnants of his first army, to regroup. Malebolgia and Pandora seemed to be alive still, but he wasn't sure about the rest of his major troops.

by **Anaclagon** » Sat May 31, 2008 1:09 pm

"My Lord permission to charge the enemy army alone" Arathorn turned to look towards a Grandall Dragon Knight, he was wounded by an arrow to his left shoulder as blood ran down from the side of his head but he still was determined.

"No..we cant lose Knights so pointlessly..we need another plan. We must join with the Dwarves of the Mountains and by their fortress thats where we shall hold them off..to the last man. Not on some field.."

The two Knights looked at each other.."As you wish.." The Knight turned around and headed on towards the front of the army with the rest of the legion. Arathorn glanced back towards the battlefield and shook his head..it was all for a waste.

Aeraindir and Armas looked above to see the grandall knights above. They sent out riders of their own demanding urgent need for more men. While their silverthorn arrows proved effective they needed more numbers and better areas to safetly fire without enemy retailation. The phalanx held by the suprise from behind and getting pincered was pointless. Until then...The calvary still had to find better tactics on how to rout the enemy..

by **dinoman666** » Sat May 31, 2008 6:21 pm

Valroz looked up at the Black Dragon, flying overhead. "The Black Alariel Gem..." he growled. "Alright, troops, we're out of here! I don't want to be around a Black Dragon right now..." He stomped off, his army following. They kept a careful eye on Neltharion as they left.

by **TyrannoTitan** » Sat May 31, 2008 6:24 pm

Neltharion made an earth shaking roar, torn between the two armies. His maw opened as a trio of black fireballs exploding through the air, slamming into the last of the human army, the death magic enhanced blasts killing anyone who was within blasting range. The massive black dragon turned his attention to the retreating demons, moving forward with one giant flap of his wings, now gliding at an extremely fast speed toward the army. He was only a few feet above them as he passed over, claws slicing through the middle of the army, sending demons soaring as he flew over, finally reaching the front of the army. Turning upwards as his wings began to flap again, Neltharion stared down at the demonic army, teeth bared in a sinister snarl.

The Witch King and Nazgul stopped as the black dragon flew ahead of them. The Nazgul Leader didn't like this at all...the beast killed two of the Demon Princes, and wounded several more, and only suffered a few wounds....

by **dinoman666** » Sat May 31, 2008 6:27 pm

Valroz growled, "Out of our way, dragon! We have no business fighting you!" Khamul hissed, "Lord Witch-King, do you have a plan on getting this beast out away from us?"

by **TyrannoTitan** » Sat May 31, 2008 6:34 pm

"You are right, Demon....But I can't pass up the oppertunity..." Neltharion boomed, smirking, teeth still visible. The Witch King was staring at the dragon, trying to find a way to get it out of their way long enough for the army to pass, when suddenly it veered away, heading away from both armies. "I think that works nicely...Valroz! Get your troops moving before it comes back!" The Nazgul leader screeched, confused why it attacked, then left, not about to let his guard down incase it was all a trick...

by **dinoman666** » Sat May 31, 2008 6:37 pm

Valroz nodded and moved his troops forward at a steady pace, trying to make distance between themselves and Neltharion.

The human panted, stopping to catch his breath. He leaned forward, hands on his knees, robe whipping in the cold wind. His fellow Mages had already been taken, and it was only a matter of time before it found him too. After a short moment, he heard it. The steady beat of wings. The Mage looked up fearfully, but saw nothing. However, he could hear the flapping come closer, before it stopped. He saw a dark shape land a short distance away, landing among the trees with a hard thump. He took a step back in fright, eyes wide. Three pairs of fiery yellow eyes watched him from out of the darkness of the trees. He screamed, turning around and running, but didn't get far as he felt searing pain in his back, and tasted blood in his mouth. As his vision began to swim, he felt himself lifted into the air until he was face to face with the beast's middle head. It made no sound, just opened its jaws and snapped them shut on the near-dead Mage before he could react. Achperouth swallowed the human whole, his rage satiated. Turning away, the beast took off into the air once more, blood still dripping from its tail, where the Mage had been before being eaten. It flew off, heading South...

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