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Guest: Patrick's death certainly shows that not everyone is going to make it out of this conflict.
It seems my trick worked as well as it did before. You'll find out in a bit.


It is time we say goodbye to the old life and let go of the knife that sharpens our life. Be glad to say goodbye.

Chapter 12: Permafrost Return

In all the chaos in the Undead's Fort, Lincoln, the ice knight gone for 5 months as of the time, was standing there, and ready to make his return. He did not change much, except he now had a silver jacket with black shoulder patches instead of his old blue jacket. He was currently staring down Josephine.

He simply held his hands out a little, and this cold wind started forming ice one them. Soon the wind stopped, revealing long and sharp silver ice claws. He then jumped forward and attacked Josephine. He slashed her across her torso twice, before throwing her up, jumping, and round house kicking her in the air into a wall. She raised herself off the ground, with an angry look.

Meanwhile, the monster troops were still getting destroyed. A giant warrior smashed a skeleton warrior apart with her giant club. Next to the giant, one of Crystal's elite soldiers, Zoe the Monstrous Walker, was tearing down skeletons with her primal nature of fighting. She had a great sword, and was running around killing Undeads with her brute force and animal-like nature.

Crystal's other elite soldier, Draco the Ghoulish Mage, was using his various spells to take down hordes. He was being attacked by a group of ghosts, so he opened a purple portal, and out came Jean the Dragon. She spit out her acidic fire and burned the ghosts up, cause once again, that was an effective way to kill them in this world.

All the while, Thea and Crystal were still trying to keep the nearly dead General Patrick alive with their healing spells. Azure had her two guns out, and Sally had her gun out. Both of them shooting down any undead who threatened to get near the injured general.

Crimson, the loyal commander of battle, was currently fighting the Giant Clan leader, Grace the Great. Crimson never fought somebody taller than herself before, because her hellbone species had a ridiculously tall stature, standing at 6 ft when she was a mere 11 years of age. Grace had a large hook weapon that was clashing with Crimson's fiery greatsword.

Back with Lincoln and Josephine, the two were fist fighting as of the moment on top of the raised platform in the base. and Josephine felt like she was winning. Lincoln then quickly ducked, picked up a rock from the ground, and smashed it right into Josephine's face, giving her a black eye. Lincoln then picked her up and threw her over the side of the platform.

Josephine hit the ground in a pretty rough fashion. Because Lincoln had his new silver ice claws out, his grip had punctured her skin. Now very injured, Josephine tried to reach for her nearby electric sword. Lincoln then jumped high up in the air, using frosty winds to hold himself up. He then held out his claws, and used the wind to direct himself right at Josephine, flying right at her.

Josephine tried using whatever strength was left to lift up her arm and shoot the electricity, but Lincoln flew in to fast and made his attack.

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As Lincoln stood behind her now, Josephine's entire right arm was cut off of her shoulder. She grabbed it in pain and fell over. She then tried to crawl away with her one arm. Lincoln grabbed the golden hilt from inside his new jacket, and from the hilt formed a silver ice blade. He walked up to Josephine, ready to finish her off, and she used her one arm to try and block it while cowering in fear.

As Lincoln started to bring down the blade, he stopped upon hearing a chilling voice he remembered all too well. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Cassandra the hell empress said. She walked up to Lincoln and Josephine's bloody scene. She looked down at the cowering girl, and up the ice warrior. Upon seeing him, she stomped. "Ugh, you! Of course it's you! You have no idea how pissed I am that you're back!"

Lincoln then spoke for the first time since he came back. "I thought you'd want be back, considering you were apparently going to marry me to your daughter." Meanwhile, Josephine on the ground just kept watching the two argue.

"Ugh, of course I was going to, she chose you. I personally don't get what she sees in you, but she apparently sees a lot. For the past 5 months she's been bugging me about getting you back! Well, it doesn't matter, you're not my business right now." Cassandra then summoned a cursed fireball in her hand and threw it at Lincoln, which forced him away.

Cassandra then looked down. "Josephine, you were left to guard this spot, it was literally one job, and you couldn't even do that." The empress said.

"Look at my damn arm! This is not the time for this!" She screamed from the ground, still having trouble getting up.

Cassandra rolled her eyes. "Oh believe me, it's time for this Josephine. I'm afraid that failures are not tolerated by my army, and you've certainly failed." The empress said.

"Wait, what are you going to do?" Josephine asked.

The empress grinned. "To you, nothing, but your kingdom however, well, it's just so easy for me to take over. Like this remote for example." She said pulling out a remote. "Aaaand boop!" She said pressing the button on it. In the distance and explosion could be seen and heard.

Josephine then looked out in the distance in shock in terror, and started tearing up. "My home. No..."

Cassandra then bent her knees to get down on Josephine's level. "I'm gonna go now, and I suggest you pick yourself up, and run along. I don't know where you're going, but it's not back to my army, that's for sure." Cassandra then walked out of the base, leaving Josephine crying over the detonation of her kingdom.

Lincoln, now standing with the other elite soldiers, spoke his mind. "Man, I thought I turned evil."

"You kidding?" Azure asked. Lincoln then looked over at her and widened his eyes upon seeing her battle suit.

"Ooookay, doc, I'm trying to be as nice as I can here, seeing you in that makes me very uncomfortable." Lincoln then looked down at the injured general. "Oh lord! What are you waiting for, get him back to the castle infirmary!" He said.

Sally then looked at the young boy. "What are you going to do?"

Lincoln then looked over at the still crying Josephine, who was now standing up, and crying onto Crimson's shoulder. "I'm gonna see if I can help her."

Sally, being raised by the monster-hating bandits, spoke her mind. "She doesn't deserve to be helped! Look at what she did to Patrick!"

Lincoln then turned his head so that only his red eye was visible. "I'd watch that tone if I were you." Lincoln then walked up to Josephine and Crimson. Upon sight of him, Josephine hid behind Crimson, who stood there protecting her.

"Go away, haven't you done enough to us? First you forget about me, and then you hurt Josephine." Crimson said. Lincoln just stood there with his arms raised.

"Hey now, Crimson, I'm sure we can be reasonable."

Crimson then looked at him, and looked to her side as if staring at Josephine. "Hmm, now that I think about it, would you consider letting us join you?"

"What!?" Josephine screamed.

Crimson then started holding Josephine close. "Listen, those beasts wronged us deeply, and since Josephine here is acting like a baby, I guess it's within my authority to request a truce."

"NO! He'll kill us while we sleep!" Josephine screamed while using her one arm to punch Crimson's armor.

"Madam Josephine, please stop, it's embarrassing." Crimson said.

"Okay, look, I'm sure if I can manipulate some things, I can get you two in. I think I also know where to get a prosthetic for her arm."


Lincoln walked out of the infirmary door. Sally was first to speak. "So what's the damage?" She asked.

Lincoln then took a breath. "Well, surprise surprise, Patrick's not dead." Everyone looked happy. "However, he's in a coma, and it's impossible to tell when he'll wake up." Everyone looked sad again.

"But if he's in a coma, then who's supposed to be our General?" Thea asked.

Lincoln sighed. "We're going to have to go with our best option for a replacement. Therefore, Crystal!" Lincoln then pointed at Crystal, who looked shocked at his choice.

"Me?" She asked.

"Yeah you, you're very experienced, and I believe you fit the role quite well. Now then, I know we're all worried here, but you got to get out here." Everyone left the infirmary, and went about their daily business. Lincoln sat down at a bench in the infirmary and pulled out a book while facing you, the reader.

"Well, since it's going to be a while before everything's done in there, I'm going to be sharing you a few tales of old blood." Lincoln the opened the book.

A/N: And that's Arc 4 everyone. The next Arc will be about several tales involving the lore of A Cold Tale's past. AP100 out.