Harry Potter
Percy's shortcut was convenient, nonetheless. It shaved off half their time without any extra effort, and they were arriving in Primordia in only a few hours time.
It felt like days, however, as the distributed nerves shared by everyone in their desperate hopes that Primordia would be okay were widespread.
Finally, they stepped over the brink of the last hill and gazed down at the kingdom, stifling gasps.
The astronomical wall surrounding the kingdom had been severely damaged, obliterated completely to the ground at some points. Although no extreme damage had been done to civilian property, the knight's chambers were alive with activity, with many of the knights and their apprentices hurrying from the structures to assist in a waging battle happening below, directly outside the former location of the walls.
It was painfully clear that Primordia had no expertise in the art of war, besides the fact that they were dreadfully outnumbered.
The opposing forces were easy to identify. Besides their obvious upper hand, they each wore bronze-colored armor with red accents, and held a range of weapons.
Harry didn't even pause to think for one more moment, he simply shared a look of determination with a few others and raced down the hill, pulling out his wand and beginning to fire spells at the enemies. He could hear the familiar footsteps of the others behind him, as the group leaped into the fray.
The Primordian knights were loyal, Harry would give them that, but they seemed exhausted, and were relieved when the others stepped in. Many already lay fallen on the plain, with no medical assistance in sight. Hopefully, that would change soon.
Harry spotted many familiar faces in the crowd. Orion and Ezereal were among those still fighting. Upon seeing them, Ezereal gave a small grin, which Harry returned.
He glanced into the sea of people once more, and did a double take.
Why was Aristotle here? He was supposed to be in the kingdom, helping the Empress.
Harry looked closer, and didn't want to believe what he was seeing.
Aristotle was not only here, but he was helping the enemy forces.