The outer-realm invasion entered into it's second year, Elibe has been inveded by an unknown Army, they came out from no where. one bright day swarms of unded like phantoms attacked liked a strom destroying looting and conquerors large parts of the continent even Pherae Roy's home has fallen. the young red-haird prince of Pherae who once lead the Lycian army agents Bern's aggression some time before the outter-realm invastion took action calling to every kingdom thous who are still not yet been conquerd to reaise there arms and to take back there realm.
Roy assembled what he could, uniting all the broken piceess of what was left from the near by army's of Ostia, Pherae, Etruria, and Iliya, and even some from Bern itself the kingdom who once fought agenst him and marched his army from Iliya to meet the enemy deep into what was the kingdom of Etruria to what Roy called "Elibe's last stand" it was all or nothing victory of death.
After some days the two army's clashed each other with such fury that the ground even shook from the tens of thousands of troops and knights who tried desperately to fight agest the tide. Eventually after long hours of fighting Roy stood with only a few dozens men found themself surrounded by the tide, sudenly the massacre stoped a voice called out to Roy "Submit boy, you all reddy lost!".
Roy gazed to the side seeing somthing strange not far away, a hooded figure that was holding in one hand a tome and on the other one a sword coverd with the blood of thousands of breave Elibeans who sacrificed themselves for defending there home,
could it be there that hooded figher is the head of there army he asked himself poiting the tip of the legendary Sword of Selas towords the hooded figher.
The last men of his army stood alond side with a pourd and exhausted look in there eyes looking at Roy. "Never!" he said lowdly leding his last remaing men charging forward towords the hooded figher screaming out loud "FOR ELIBE!" making all the efort pushing the tide allmost geting allmot a few feet from the hooded figer, as a dark light ball hit Roy knocking him down on the ground.
As roy was lying motionless for a few moments on the ground the battlefield went quiet
the Elibean Army was brutally slaughtered by the tide, Roy opened his eyes a little
the last view that he managed to saw before his eyes shut was an image of a pink haird teen under the the hood.
WIth thous words the red-head closed his eye, "Such a wastage for a general."
