General Black ran out of tent after he gave the order. He stood there infront of his camp staring into the open plain. Thousands of soldiers from Alvanista came pouring down with swords and shields. Arrows rained down on the camp. The Arian forces gathered their weapons and attacked. They fired their rifles and canons. Cless grabbed his equipment then took Mint by the hand and they began to make a run for it. The General went back to his quarters only to find his prisoners had escaped. "Graghhh!" He left running in random directions in search of the two.
Cless and Mint ran till they were finaly at the end of the camp.The tents were getting caught on fire. The screams of soldiers in agony could be heard along with multiple explosions. Black made his way though his camp. Then finaly he found them. "You both are going to die." Cless drew his sword as did the general. "Mint get out of here." He whispered. Mint nodded and ran. Black pulled his pistol and fired. The bullet hitting its mark on her leg. She cried in pain. "Leaving so soon? The fun is just beginning!" He laughed.
The boy charged at the general and jumped shouting "Lighting Blade!" A huge bolt of lighting struck the general. He appeared unharmed. "What? No! I didn't work!" He knocked Cless accross the face laughing under his breath. He stood ready for another attack. "Phoenix!" He shouted. His body glowed into a ball of fire that took the shape of a bird. it soared at the general. He struck by another attack. Still he did not budge. "Your attacks can harm me buddy. As long as our king lives, I am immune."
Black charged in, both of them having a sword battle. The general was a master at sword play. Cless just couldn't keep up. He was kicked to the ground. "And so it ends. Once your out of the way. My men will sweep through this land. And I will reign surpreme." He push his sword down. Cless caught it with both hands. The edges of the blade were cutting his hands causing the sword to slid further down. With hand pushing down Black drew his pistol once more and fired.
The boy's shoulder was hit. His arm weakened. The blade drove its self into his chest. Cless coughed afew times then his body gave up. Black took the sword out and sheathed it. Mint looked at him in shock. "What a shame. The boy didn't stand a chance. Now your next cleric." He grabbed Mint her back up against his chest. He took out his knife and readied to end her. At that instant the elves came to their aid. Several of them aimed their arrows at the general. "Let her go." One said. He didn't take any chances. He slit Mint's throat and left her for dead. An arrow was fired htting in his neck. "But...how." He fell to ground lifeless.
In no time all the Arian soliers were killed with the help of the elves. It was at the instant the general was killed that his false god was slain by a rebelious group. After that the empire and all its provinces fell.
Cless and Mint were burried near the town of Totus.
((Not how I envisioned it. But the story is a tragedy.))