AN: Hello to anybody who is reading this story! Thank you for choosing to click on it and see what I have written! Now, I should probably stop procrastinating and actually write the story. (Sorry I was just fixing the formatting)
Unknown POV
I dodged another slash coming towards my head and rolled away from my opponents. There were about 7 of them left and they really didn't seem to be tiring. I risked a quick glance to my left, catching a glimpse of a (unfortunately) still intact castle. "I hope Wolf hurries up with his distraction," I mumbled, turning back to my fight. I ducked another swipe at my head (man these people really want to decapitate me, don't they) and rolled forward.
As I jumped up, I swung my dual swords and brought the enemy count down to about 5, leaving 2 very mad soldiers. As they lunged from either side, I dropped and rolled out of the way, causing them to stab each other. I wiped my swords on the ground and turned to look at the fortress, just in time to see it explode, and explosion that no one, not even Wolf could survive. As the enemy began it's retreat, the army bowed our heads in a moment of sadness for our friend, commander, and (many times over) savior.
AN: Soo, how did you like the prologue? Does it leave you with a bunch of questions? (I hope it does, that is what I was going for!) Anyways,
- alis et obumbratio
(updated 1/17/18)