Chapter 4: Revival and Revenge

The next morning, Glen got on his wyvern's back. He felt relieved that he was able to fly again. He had been training for the past few days, and he was ready to travel and find Eirika. He would fight on their side, if they'd have him. He had gotten his sword and lance back from Isobel, who had, apparently, carried those with her when she had found him and stacked them in a closet for him. The feeling of the wind on his face as his wyvern flew up, made him feel at utmost comfort.

He and Isobel had said their brief goodbyes. He had thanked her yet again for saving his life and helping him back on his feet.

He had been flying for only a few minutes, and wasn't too far from her house, when Glen looked back one last time. He noticed something dark sneaking away in the opposite direction of where he was going, and decided to check up on that figure just in case. What if someone had come for him and followed him to Caer Pelyn. What if that person found out he had been staying with Isobel, and had now killed her or harmed her in some other way?

To ease his worry, Glen turned around and flew over to the dark person. He soon realized that the dark figure was a person in red robes and with long black hair.

"What is she doing?" Glen asked out loud, and his wyvern began to fly lower and faster. At some point, Glen stopped his wyvern right in front of the person he knew was Isobel. She looked extremely surprised to see him there; obviously because he had gone the other way – to Jehanna. He noticed some kind of book in her hands.

He had realized why she was going the other way: She wanted to travel; make herself useful in hard times and just see what was out there.

"Glen… Jehanna is the other way." Isobel said, suddenly with a really calm expression.

"Yes. Jehanna is the opposite direction. But," He smiled. "you seem like the type of person who would enjoy an adventure."

"Won't I be in the way?" She asked. It wasn't to put herself down, but it was to make him see he was probably faster and better off without her, seeing as he had a lot more experience in fighting than her, and if he had her tag along, it could cost him a lot of time.

Glen, too, had thought about this. It was briefly, but he had considered the pros and cons, and in the end, he felt like not only he owed her this, but also that she could handle herself quite well. She didn't seem like the type of person to be scared easily, and judging by the tome of light magic in her hand, she was probably capable of saving herself.

"I doubt it." He said. "Besides, it's what you wanted to ask yesterday, isn't it?"

"What? H-How…" She sighed, and bit her lip as she looked away for a while. "I also said it was silly."

"It's not silly." Glen held out his hand, to help her up the wyvern. "So, if you'd please get up here, then we can head out."

Isobel was hesitant yet very excited at the same time. Last night she had indeed been wanting to ask him if he would mind if she tagged along, but as soon as she had begun her question, she regretted it. She figured she would be in his way since she couldn't fight as well as him and her main use would be for healing, which he might not even need. She'd probably slow him down. That, and the idea that he might not want her around anymore, had withheld her from asking the question. Apparently, though, he didn't mind as much as she thought. It gave her a feeling of happiness to know that she could tag along; that he considered her feelings in this matter as well.

Isobel reached out her hand and had Glen help her up the wyvern. As soon as she sat, she tightly held on to her book of light magic. "Good." The blonde said. His voice was really relaxing, even if he didn't say much. "Now relax. I won't let you fall." He joked, and loosely wrapped his arms around her so he could reach the reins and get his wyvern to fly up. At first he noticed she was tense – probably scared because she was not used to flying on a wyvern – but as time passed, Isobel seemed to relax a little.

After flying for over half a day, taking a short cut through the mountains rather than following the path that Eirika and her army had taken, they reached the country of Jehanna. About two or three hours later, they reached Jehanna Hall.

From the sky, Glen could see a major battle going on. It seemed Grado soldiers had taken over Jehanna as well, and they were fighting Eirika and her army. He also spotted a small group of people in the south. It seemed like Ephraim and some other men. It was probably best if he fought too. That way, he'd reach Eirika sooner without risking getting shot in the air.

As the wyvern flew lower, almost reaching the ground, Glen recognized the people who travelled with Ephraim: Knoll and General Duessel.

"Duessel." The middle aged man looked up in surprise.

"Glen… I thought… we received word you had died."

"I almost did." Glen simply replied. "I need to talk to Princess Eirika."

"Why do you need to speak to my sister?" Ephraim asked.

"I am afraid my near death might have caused her more problems than she deserves." Glen stated. "I also feel I may be of some assistance in this battle and others." Glen turned his attention to Duessel. "General, would you do me a favor and keep an eye on Isobel here for me?" He smiled. "She'd do a much better job assisting you with her feet on the ground."

"Of course." Duessel said. He got off his horse and helped Isobel down the wyvern, earning a kind and somewhat shy 'thank you' in reply. Duessel laughed and got back on his horse. "Not a problem, lass."

Glen let his wyvern fly up high again. "Let us make our way through." He said, and flew off with a Silver lance in his hand to kill a few of the Grado soldiers.

"It seems we're on the move, Ephraim." Duessel said with a laugh.

"Let's go." Was all the blue-haired prince said, before charging the enemy himself.

"Stay with me, lass." Duessel said as he looked at Isobel.

"I appreciate it, sir…" Isobel held her book of light magic tightly in her hand. "But I would also very much like to assist you, if that's not too much of a problem." This got Duessel to laugh a little again.

"Whatever suits you. I'll keep an eye out for you."

"Thank you."

The battle continued. Ephraim's group – now existing of the prince himself, General Duessel, Knoll, Glen and Isobel – had been charging and killing their enemies from the south, and were slowly working their way up to the castle of Jehanna, where Eirika's troops were fighting. They had warned the villagers in the west, and were now dealing with a bunch of sword fighters.

Duessel, Ephraim and Glen were fighting easily, gripping onto their lances tightly as they stroke their enemies. Glen would find an enemy and fly down in great speed, striking them in the chest or back in surprise, killing most of them instantly.

Knoll and Isobel attacked the enemies from afar. Knoll would summon large orbs of complete darkness that crept upon the enemy before impounding into them. Isobel, using light magic, conjured wheels of hallowed light into the battle. These wheels of light then combusted when coming into contact with the enemy of her choice.

It was a hard battle for everyone, but after fighting for what seemed light ages, they finally reached the northern part of the desert, and found Eirika and her troops. It seemed Eirika and her army were taking on Caellach, who was standing in the north-west with his troops.

Ephraim saw Eirika, and immediately ran towards his sister. They spoke for a while and then went back to their battle. There were better times to talk than in the midst of a fight like this. Glen couldn't just wait, and flew over to Eirika for a short conversation.

"Princess Eirika."

"General Glen! I… I thought you…"

"Yes. So did I." Glen explained the situation to her, and asked her if he could assist her in their future battles. He wanted this war to be over as soon as possible. Grado needed to be rebuild, and ending the war was the first step to accomplish that goal.

After his short talk with Eirika, Glen ran into Cormag. Both stared at each other for a while, when Cormag finally spoke:

"Brother!"

"Cormag. You're with the princess also?"

"…"

"Good." Glen said with a smile. "You've gotten stronger, judging by the way you handle your spear. Much stronger."

"I thought you had died. That rat Valter—"

"Valter's attempt to kill me failed. Barely, but it did fail."

"That scumbag tried to kill you?! If I get my hands on him…How did you survive? What happened?" Glen sighed and twirled his lance around between his fingers.

"Can we discuss this later, little brother?" He asked on a serious tone. "We have some things to take care of here." Cormag seemed to calm down, if only a little. Glen watched his brother sigh and then look back up at him.

"Of course. Let's kill that bastard!" As Glen watched his brother fly off and help some of the other soldiers in Eirika's army, he looked around. Valter was here. He knew it. And he would get his revenge. He'd kill the man who had betrayed Grado and attempted to end his life. This time, Valter wouldn't get away with it. He'd pay with his life. And Glen would to make sure of that.

The battle seemed to go on with no end in sight, but after what seemed like forever, they managed to defeat and kill Caellach. Now all that was left were Valter and his men in the south east of the desert. Eirika's troops split up: Half of them were going south and attack from the left, while the other half went to the east, to attack from above. That way, Valter and his men would be trapped and forced to fight from two sides. The battle was fierce, and many of the enemy soldiers ended up dying by the hands of the princess' army.

With his lance in his hand, Glen struck down one man after another. He had seen Valter not too far from him, and soon he would be close enough to attack. After killing three more men, Glen saw that Valter had noticed him as well. At first there had been a surprised expression on the man's face, but that shock soon changed into a wide smirk.

"Glen. The Sunstone of Grado." Valter spoke. "What an unpleasant surprise." The man laughed hysterically. "I was convinced I had ended you. I must say that I did not expect you to survive my attack. I must give you credit for that."

"Valter, you disgusting swine."

"Come now, Glen. There is no need for such foul language." He held up his lance with a dark smirk. "Just death."

"And death it shall be. For you."

Valter charged at Glen, a vicious grin on his face as he held his spear tightly in his hand. Glen's wyvern dodged the attack by flying to the left. Glen then made his wyvern turn around and follow Valter and his wyvern. Valter's wyvern turned around too, and now Glen and Valter were facing each other again. Again, Valter charged at Glen, but this time, he flew lower and more on the side so that he could strike Glen in the side again. But Glen knew the trick, and flew up, causing Valter to only scratch Glen's leg in the attack.

Glen then saw his chance. He made his wyvern do a backflip, flying in a circle like a rollercoaster, and then flying underneath Valter's wyvern. Once Glen was under Valter's wyvern, he raised his lance high up in the air, stabbing the mighty beast in the abdomen. He then made his own wyvern fly into another direction while his lance was still in the wyvern's abdomen, causing the abdomen to tear apart until the lance was out.

Valter's wyvern began to fall, like Glen had fallen all those days ago in Caer Pelyn. Despite being the one who was losing this fight, Valter still had that nasty smirk plastered on his face. He didn't seem ready to give up just yet. But this had to end now. Glen did something he had trained for with his wyvern a few years ago, but he had never been able to use it until now. He grabbed his sword from his sheath and dropped his lance from the sky. He then jumped off his wyvern and onto the falling wyvern of Valter. "I think we're done." Glen said, when suddenly Valter, too, got up on his wyvern. Although the beast was falling, it wasn't over yet. Valter tried to hit Glen with his lance so he'd fall off, but Glen used his sword to cut off Valter's hand. As Valter's hand fell from the sky, so did the man's lance. The cry of pain Valter let out sounded like music to Glen's ears, but soon this crying turned into sick and sadistic laughter. "It's over Valter. You're finished." Glen said, and raised his hands. Glen's wyvern used his feet to tightly grab Glen and pick him up. Glen's wyvern then used his tail to hit Valter, which made him fall off his own wyvern and onto the ground. Then Valter's wyvern hit the ground, crushing Valter between the thick sand and the heavy body of his own beast.

Glen's wyvern flew lower near the sand and dropped Glen gently on the ground and landed near his master. The wyvern looked proud of his accomplishments, and waited for his master to walk up to him for a praise.

Meanwhile, the rest of Eirika's troops had taken down Valter's men and the other Grado soldiers. The battle was over, and now they could rest for a while.

"Glen." A deep, masculine voice called from behind. As Glen turned around, still petting his wyvern, he noticed Duessel sitting proudly on his horse. "It seems you got your revenge."

"Not so much revenge as revival, I suppose." Glen answered, and calmly walked over to his friend and colleague.

"Oh? Elaborate your words." Glen explained that, despite having wanted revenge on Valter for his attempt to kill him in Caer Pelyn, he had learned that killing Valter wasn't so much for himself as revenge, as it was for saving others from undergoing the same fate as Glen. He also told Duessel that this insight had made him feel somewhat 'reborn', as it was part of his old self. He was afraid that if he would continue to hate Valter, he would turn into someone similar, and he would do anything to prevent that from happening.

Duessel had been listening with great interest, and eventually nodded with a smile. "That's a good lesson you learned there, Glen."

"Yes, I agree." Glen said, and mentioned for his wyvern to come to him. "I'm going to talk to Cormag for a while."

"Do you want me to look after the lass a little longer?"

"If it's not too much to ask…"

"Don't worry," Duessel said with a short laugh. "she's a fine lass. I'll keep an eye on her for now. Maybe she will listen to some stories this old fool has to tell."

"You're anything but a fool, General." Glen said as he got back on his wyvern.

"So, I am old then? Is that what you're saying?" Duessel joked. "Ah, youths these days." And that's when he rode away.

Glen flew over to Cormag, who seemed to be feeding his wyvern something. Once Cormag noticed that Glen was there, he stopped and petted his wyvern, before turning his complete attention to his brother. Glen got off his wyvern and walked over to his brother.

"Cormag."

"Brother…" There was a quick embrace.

"Cormag, I apologize for worrying you." Glen said. "I still have no idea how I managed to survive, but I'm here now to help end this war."

"Yeah. You did a good job killing that rat out there. That filthy scumbag won't be in our way anymore." Cormag looked at Glen's face before asking: "Say, brother, what happened in Caer Pelyn?"

"As you know, I came to Caer Pelyn to talk to Eirika. I found her in the mountains, and we spoke briefly. In that time I realized that, just as I expected, Princess Eirika had not had a change of heart. Her kindness is still exactly the same as I remembered. And so I knew Emperor Vigarde was wrong, and I decided to go back to Grado and ask for an audience." Glen explained. "But as soon as I had let Eirika and her troops pass, Valter showed up. That treacherous swine wouldn't let me pass, and attacked me, saying I was to die." With a sigh Glen told Cormag that he and Valter fought, and that he and his wyvern were wounded greatly. "We fell down from the sky. I don't even remember hitting the ground. I remember all the pain faded. The noises around me and all other feelings disappeared. I remember thinking I was going to die."

"But you didn't. You survived."

"Yes." There was a small smile on Glen's face as he said that. "I'm not sure how I managed to survive the fall. I remember waking up in a room lit with candles."

Cormag raised an eyebrow. "Candles?"

"Yes. A local found me on her way back to Caer Pelyn. She used a staff to heal most of my wounds, and treated the rest by hand at her home." Glen also told him she had saved his wyvern, healing his wounds as well as Glen's. "I was unconscious for a week. She spent that whole week caring for me."

"That's… It seems you were extremely lucky."

"I was. I still am, and will always be grateful for the time she spent healing my wounds." Glen said. "Speaking of her, I should probably see how she's doing…"

"She's here?" Cormag asked, surprised.

"Yes. I asked her to come along, she seemed interested in bringing the war to an end. She's with Duessel at the moment." Cormag looked at where Glen was pointing, and noticed that General Duessel was talking to a woman with dark hair and red with orange robes. At first he didn't notice, but as he looked for a while longer Cormag began to realize who the woman was.

"Is that… She looks familiar…"

"Isobel." Glen simply said.

"The fruit lady? How…"

"Apparently, she lives in Caer Pelyn. She came to Grado a few years back, but had decided to travel back to Caer Pelyn to meet someone. It was pure luck that she found me when she did."

Author's note:

Some quick info: Since they travel on foot (most of them) and carry a lot of things with them (tents, weaponry, food, etc.) it will take Eirika's army days to travel from one point to another. It made most sense for me to use about 9 days for- Glen to recover (7 unconscious, 2 to walk again), and in those days, I believe Eirika and her group would've reached and finished the battle inside the Jehanna Castle. I didn't just do this for the fight between Glen and Valter.

If you google "Fire Emblem Sacred Stones map" you will find a world map with the locations written out for you. If you click on it, you see that Caer Pelyn is #17. Note that Eirika and her group stayed there at least a day to rest, and if you look carefully it's still between the mountains. In my opinion, it will take them about 4 or 5 more days before they reach Hamill Canyon. Then at least 2 more days to reach Jehanna Hall. That's about a week, or a week and two days to be precise; 9-10 days. Even though the game and the map make it seem like small distances, in real life it would take them about at least 4 days to a week to get from place to place, especially since not every has a horse or wyvern (and therefore can't do well on long distances) and also because, in the mountains, it is hard for horses to move. I added half a day for Glen's travelling because he and Isobel are just two people, so they can fly at full speed without having to worry about others being left behind or tired. Also, if they take a route that's more southern than the one you take in the game, you'd save days of travelling.

So all in all, it seemed logical for Glen to end up either in Jehanna Hall, or the Renais Castle (where they fight Orson). I chose Jehanna Hall because of the scene I could do with Valter. This leaves them in chapter 15, three chapters after when Glen was attacked by Valter.