Lance shook his fear aside and charged toward the demons, hacking a path through Arkannas's soldiers. His horsemen followed suit, trampling every enemy that stood in their way. Lance quickly called for his horse and she charged through the ranks of the evil creatures, halting before him so that he could mount.
He then led his men forth and to the demons, who roared furiously and smashed through the ranks of their own men to get to Lance. Lance skidded to a halt and charged the Master Sword with holy energy. He then galloped forth again and struck the nearest demon. It shrieked with fury and agony, thrashing its arms wildly, sending Arkannas's men soaring.
Lance struck again and again, not giving the evil spawn of the underworld a chance to move. There were cuts all over its body, which glowed with an evil green aura. He found one such cut and dug his blade into it, injecting the holy power into its body. The demon's skin slowly began to dissipate as it shrieked so loudly that the ground shook.
Finally the demon exploded in a great ball of green and white light, little specks of energy the only proof of its existence.
Lance headed for the next one. But before he could strike it, he was hit with something so powerful that it threw him from his horse and sent him at least fifty feet. He slammed to the ground, hard, knocking the wind out of him. He dragged himself to his feet, and as soon as the dust cleared up, he realized he was in deep trouble.
He was surrounded by a mass of black and brown. There were zombies, orcs, and Dark Elves wearing their heavy armor, brandishing their weapons and gnashing their teeth.
Lance gulped. There were a lot of them. Would he be able to take them all?
There was no sense in calculating. Lance did a quick charge and sent a holy spin attack out of his blade, flinging most of his attackers through the air and killing them with the fall. He then bowled through a large number of them with a holy ball, creating a large trench through where it had gone.
He sprinted through the rest of them, cutting down any who stood in his way. Yet again, his blade was a blur of blue and silver. Every drop of purple blood that touched it evaporated into nothingness.
Lance had high hopes again. He was far from his horse and the demons, which were being thumped repetitively with the large boulders of the wall catapults, but he had to get there at any cost. He could already see men flying through the air, still on their horses.
Lance leaped into the air, flipping and spinning over the ranks of the enemy. He cleared the way for him to land with a blast of air that sent anyone in the large area sprawling, and he landed on his feet, continuing his sprint for the demons.
He was once again beginning to tire. This battle had lasted for too long, it was almost dawn. The demons would be sent back to the underworld, unless they were exterminated before then, which Lance had a goal to do.
He smashed his foot into an enemy's face, slamming his head to the ground before his feet. He heard the neck snap and did another spin attack to clear the way. He saw his horse smashing men with her spiked horseshoes. I Good girl, /I he thought.
He whistled for her and she came to him without even looking at him. She reared up when she reached him, taking the desperate creatures off her back. Lance then leaped onto the saddle. "Yah!" he cried. She whinnied and trampled through to the demons, Lance striking any enemy that tried to climb up.
Lance was finally back to the demons. He looked up at them triumphantly as he charged his sword once more and began slashing through one of them. He did the same procedure as before, making it explode in a ball of green and white energy.
Before moving on to the next one, the ground began to rumble. I Not more of them! /I Lance thought.
It was. This time, there were at least twenty. Lance was shocked as he saw the massive beasts rise from the underworld and wreak havoc upon Hyrule Field. Lance had a feeling that this battle could not be won.
"Fall back!" he cried. "Fall back to the plaza! Concentrate all firepower on the demons!"
Lance trampled his way back to the marketplace and began hacking at the enemies there. He was ready to weep. He did not want this battle to continue. But it would, it would until there was either no evil or no good. This was the battle that would decide the fate of the world.
They just didn't stop! Lance climbed his way to the top of the wall and saw the flanks of the evil creatures. They had thinned quite a bit, but they still reached to the fence that blocked the way between Lon Lon Ranch and Lake Hylia.
Lance drew his bow and continued to do what he had at the beginning at the battle. He fired charged arrow after charged arrow at their flanks, sending devastating shockwaves into them with each shot, sending them sprawling.
Arkannas's archers seemed to notice this and didn't like it at all. They began to fire at him, but he dodged each arrow that was in danger of striking him. Some he sliced with arrows he was about to fire, and then launched them into the flesh of the demonic creatures.
Lance was getting desperate. He hurled six holy energy balls at a time, smashing through the enemy and shooting them through the air. This helped a little bit, but there were still some of Arkannas's men that hadn't even touched Lance's. There was still a long way to go.
Suddenly Lance saw light. It wasn't dawn already, was it? He looked to his right, and discovered that it really was dawn. The demons would have to leave now!
But then Lance's heart sank as he saw that there was something wrong. It was dawn, but just as the sun rose over the horizon, it fell back down as if being hit by five hundred tons.
Somebody had played the Sun's Song! Therefore, it was night again. The demons would not have to leave. Lance cursed loudly and drew six arrows from his quiver, charging them once again and launching them into the enemy flanks.
He had to find his uncles. He had to make sure they were okay. Lance jumped down the stairs and kicked any enemy that stood in his way off the stairwell.
Lance made his way around the plaza, cutting down anything dark that moved. He finally found his uncles, all in a circle, cutting down all enemies that surrounded them. Z's horse reared up and smashed down on three enemies at once with its spiked shoes.
Lance rushed over to them and called for his own horse. She once again smashed through the enemy flanks on her way to her master. Lance then climbed up on her saddle and joined his relatives in the fight for the world.
He hacked up and down against the enemies who tried to climb on his horse or that even moved. Every enemy in his sight was killed either by steel or magic. His horse smashed enemies while he slashed them with energy-charged steel.
"Lance, our situation is dire," Lance's head commander said. "Our only hope for survival is to fall back to the castle and hold them there while our archers fire upon them."
Lance pondered this for a moment, panting for exhaustion. He thought for a while before he could think of no other option. He nodded to his commander and shouted, "Fall back! Fall back to the castle!"
Instantly his men backed up to the castle, fending off enemies on the way. Their numbers were cut almost in half, but that still left a long way to go.
Lance stopped at the already open gate and waited for his forces to enter, fended off a few enemies with his bow, then entered the castle himself and closed the portcullis. Without a word to his leaders, he raced up the nearest stairway to the arrow-holes, where many archers were already opening fire upon the enemy. Lance charged his whole quiver with holy energy and unleashed several of them upon them, knocking them down dead.
He fired arrow after arrow after arrow until he had none left. Once so, he threw his quiver aside, blasted a hole through the castle wall, and hurled a barrage of holy energy balls into their flanks. Most were sent sprawling, screaming in agony and fear.
Lance was about to unleash several more when his eye caught Arkannas's. He was smiling devilishly, as if taunting him. At first he thought that was all it was, until Arkannas lifted a hand and made a sweeping motion.
A/N: Yes, just like the Matrix.
Lance put his arms aside and slowly floated down to him through the hole he had created, among protests to come back. "What is he thinking?" "Has he gone mad?"
Arkannas's archers were about to fire upon him, but Arkannas ordered for them to make way for a duel. They stepped aside hesitantly, thinking the same thing as Lance's men.
Lance landed with a soft I thud /I and stood before Arkannas.
"Let's get this over with, Arkannas. I'm ready for you to leave my kingdom and never come back," Lance said. Arkannas just smiled again and drew two swords, shaped the same as his servant's.
Lance pulled a sword of one of his men's toward himself with his magical power, charging it with holy energy so that he wielded two holy blades.
Arkannas did the same with his blades, but instead of holy white energy, it was dark purple unholy energy.
The two duelists stared at each other, waiting for the other to make the first move. It was Arkannas who broke the ice. He threw one of his blades at Lance, keeping it afloat with magic. Lance dodged it with a roll and started sprinting at Arkannas. Arkannas was magically throwing rocks at him, trying to hit him. Lance dodged the first one, was hit in the shoulder by a second one, and then in the face, knocking him off the bluff. He landed hard on his back.
Lance leaped to his feet just in time to block a swing by Arkannas, who had jumped down from the bluff to attack him. The duel was fierce. Each duelist did not let the other any time to move, only to block. Arkannas's men watched in awe, stunned by the prowess of both of them.
Lance's men came down from the castle to watch. Arkannas's soldiers were so entranced by the duel that they didn't think to attack their enemies.
Lance flipped back and pushed off the bluff with his feet, launching himself at Arkannas. His attack was blocked and Lance caught his feet on the opposite bluff, launching himself at Arkannas once more. This one was dodged, and Lance had to roll to keep up his momentum and give him a good hard whack. Lance hacked down with one blade, which Arkannas wasn't clever enough to block with one blade, and then caught the side of Arkannas's arm with the other blade. He had intended to dismember it, but he quickly moved so that it merely glanced off and gave him a small cut.
"Close one, Lance, my boy. But not close enough. You'll have to do better than that!" he exclaimed with a hefty whack. Lance flipped back once again to dodge, then sprinted forth for a barrage of swings and slashes.
The duel went on and on. Neither of them allowed themselves to give in to fatigue, which was beginning to wear on them. Lance's men were astonished at his endurance. Arkannas's men were just bored, knowing their master would win. Or so they thought.
Lance tried a different tactic. Instead of not letting him breathe with attacks, he decided to make him think he would win. Lance began to let his tiredness wear on him, and only moved to block.
His tactic was working. Arkannas was getting ruthless but careless. Lance just had to make the right timing….
Then he saw it, Arkannas stopped for just enough time to let his guard down. Lance drove his holy blade straight into Arkannas's lower stomach, then dismembered both arms with the Master Sword, making him weaponless.
Arkannas's face was twisted with pain and agony, unable to utter anything. Lance allowed him mercy instead of making him suffer and withdrew his blade from Arkannas's body, and let him slump to the dirt. His black blood spread across the grainy ground, signaling his defeat.
Lance didn't know if they would have to fight harder due to the enemy's anger, or be done due to their fright. The latter was true, for once they saw his dead body on the dirt, they scrambled to get out of Hyrule City, never to be seen again.
Lance's men began to cheer with joy as right before their eyes, every single soldier of Arkannas's dissipated into nothingness, including his servant. Finally, Hyrule was safe for the rest of eternity.