The moon was shining brightly, blood was flying over the battlefield and soldiers were dying endlessly.
King Grok has taken his royal sword in his hands but before he could've unsheathed it, a loud sound was heard from above the battlefield.
*Cawwwww*
Everyone looked above and noticed a big three eyed raven flying high in the sky, covering the moon with it's wings and riding above it, was it's owner.
A man wearing a steel plated mask on his face, he was wearing normal cloths, white shirt, Black pants and black coat but the environnt around him was different.
He didn't seed neither like a foe nor like an enemy. He wasn't emitting any bloodlust.
The raven was moving towards the human front lines.
"What is that ?" Grok asked Derein.
"Don't know but i don't think he is from their side and even if he is from their side, he is coming here to talk, i think." Derein answered.
"Well, let's see what-"
*Thump-Thump*
Before gork could've completed his sentence the rocks near the battlefield started vibrating.
"What is happening ?" Derein asked.
"I don't know but whatever it is, it's coming from that direction." Grok answered as he pointed towards the outskirts of the capital.
Suddenly the man riding over the black raven jumped off of it.
"Shit, i think he plans on clearing our front lines." Derein spoke as she pointed her bow towards the falling man.
"No, He is not a zombie. He is a human, don't shoot. I will go their by myself, you take of the things that are coming from that side." Grok said as he imdiately started running towards the front.
"Okay and please don't get Killed or i will kill you this ti." Derein shouted.
*Boom*
The man landed on the front lines of the humans, where the house of undead's soldiers were killing the zombies with their utmost energy.
"Who are you ? Answer or die." Frank imdiately pointed his sword towards the man wearing the mask.
"Your father." The masked man spoke.
"What ?"
Suddenly a force of ogres covered in full plated mithiril armours, riding on the direwolfs appeared on the north side of the battlefield.
The Ogres stopped as they saw that Derein is blocking the way with many soldiers of the house undead behind her.
"Who are you ? State your purpose." Derein asked as she pointed her bow towards no.300 who was riding on her Red direwolf.
No.300 jumped off of the direwolf and ca closer to Derein.
"Don't co close, tell who you are or i will eliminate you right now." Derein shouted.
"Master." No.300 pointed towards Anon who was talking to frank at the front lines.
"What ?"
In the middle of this Grok reached on the front lines and saw frank pointing his sword at the masked man.
Frank who was still trying to figure out who he was suddenly looked at the Ogres standing on the north of the battlefield.
"Are you...?" Frank imdiately understood that the man standing in front of him was none other than Anon himself because only he had the power to call over 50,000 ogres with a single call in the whole kingdom.
"Yes, now back off."
"Who are you again ?" Grok asked as he tried to be smart in the middle of the conversation.I think you should take a look at
"Yes, Sir." Frank said sheathing his sword back.
"What ?" Grok asked witha confused expression.
This man just said, back off and he listened to him so easily ?
"Soldiers of the undead house, back off. We are going back to the backlines." Frank shouted.
Every single soldier from the house of Undead listened to Frank's orders and started falling back.
"Frank what are you doing ? Is he on our side ?" Grok asked.
"It doesn't matter. If he is on their side, then there is no ans in fighting and If He is on our side then there is no need for us to fight. I am backing off with my house and believe you should back off too, believe on this one there is no good in getting our soldiers killed for no reason." Frank explained to grok as he tapped him on his shoulder and left.
Before leaving Frank turned back one last ti and asked Anon, "Sir, one question if you don't mind. What side are you really on ?"
Anon didn't said anything and just summoned his sickles of death as he turned towards the zombies.
"Hahaha, it's ti to see the real fight." Frank laughed as he left.
All the soldiers from the noble house of Undead who were with Derein aslo backed off to the backlines, listening to their family leader's command
"Soldiers, March Forward." Anon shouted.
The ogre warriors walked from in between the soldiers with their mithiril armours and their sharp weapons shining in the moonlight.
So had axe pairs in their hands, whereas so of them hand swords, morning stars and spears.
"What is happening ?"
"Who are they ?"
"I don't know, but look their skin is green. It ans they are monsters."
"What are they planning on doing ?"
"I will say this just once, get your soldiers to the backlines or mine will not differentiate while killing." Anon said as he looked at grok and the other knight captains.
"How do we believe-" before grok could've even completed his sentence, Anon disappeared from his position and appeared behind grok, his sickles around grok's necks.
The incredible speed surprised even grok.
"Y-You, what are you ?" Grok asked.
"I would've killed you, if i wanted to. Just get your soldiers back and let handle this." Anon said as he removed the sickles from grok's neck and went back to his previous position.
At this mont, grok's eyes only focused on one thing and that was the necklace that the little girl gave him.
"Y-Yes... Everyone Back off. It's an official order back off." Grok shouted.
"But sir-" One of the knight captain tried to interrupt but before he could've said anything else geok interrupted him in the middle of his talk.
"Just do as i say. We don't have many options." Grok spoke.
Everyone backed off to the backlines and the zombies again started coming towards the continent.
"Soldiers get ready."
"Yes, Master." All 50,000 of them spoke at the sa ti, giving goosebumps to every soldier present on the battlefield.
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