"SHIP AHOY!" The 1st mate shouted; the signal that they have reached Spartan grounds. As the Spartan army came out to assemble, Kratos then walked forwards and told Leonidas that he'll lead the front.
From afar, King Xerxes and the Visser were watching the flow of battle as the Persians slowly slaughtered each and every Spartan soldier in their paths before they saw a small group coming from the East.
"Sire, it's them."
"Let them come, all they shall meet with the full force of Persia"
Xerxes signalled to the first wave of Persian warriors to head in the direction of the Spartans and the Prince. As Kratos and Leonidas re con the place, they made base at the village of Kirra; home to the Ghost of Sparta. Kratos was again reminded of the act of betrayal by Ares when he slain his own wife and daughter.
" Again" Kratos muttered as he recollected himself while the Spartan army sharpen their weapons. Leonidas brought the Prince to a corner to question the abilities of the dagger.
"You're certain this dagger will change the course of the battle?"
"Certainly, it is forged by the materials only found in the island." Their conversation was soon interrupted as a Spartan scout came running back to report sight of the Persian army heading towards them.
"Here already?" The Prince exclaimed. Leonidas and his men then readied their weapons and began their defensive positions. Kratos, still haunted by the memories, was struggling to gain his composure.
"Lord Kratos! Anytime you're ready we can use some assistance!" The Prince shouted. Kratos finally came back to his senses and rushed to Leonidas's position and saw the army of Persians slowly marching. Kratos readied his blades of chaos as the rest followed suit. The leader of the Persian army then stepped forward and announced.
"Fellow Spartans, King Xerxes has given you the glory of choosing two options; you can either surrender and enjoy the blissfulness of the great Persian Empire, or die in a glorious death." Leonidas stepped out from the group to give his reply
"Your choices are limited Persian, but I will take the obvious. We won't go down without a fight." The Persian general then signalled his troops to ready themselves.
"Very well Spartan. If death is what you choose, then allow me to..." Within a split second, the God Of War leapt out from behind the Spartan army and drove his blades into the chest of the Persian Genral before splitting him into two. Leonidas forcefully let out a small grin, knowing that the God of War is back and he means business.