Here's the next chapter to this story. I'm sorry for taking a while. I was working with my co writer on a story called Yu-Gi-Oh Yugi Vs the Fiend. I know it doesn't seem much, but it's really good and full of adventure. I advise you to check it out. If you're interested and ask, I can send you the link. Review please!
There was a main camp site where many of the soldiers rested to heal their wounded men. The wounded laid inside tents where the nurses were to care for them. They all had bandages wrapped around them, most with bloody stains. Some of them were cringing and moaning in pain. Most of them were able to live with the pain.
Judei entered inside one of the tents with a wet white rag and used it to wash Yubel's face, who was seen with a bandage around his left thigh and a sheet covering his body. Sweat appeared on his face and he seemed to be fighting off the pain on his leg.
"I'm surprised it wasn't your whole body. You're lucky."
"There. How does that feel?" Judei asked his wounded brother.
"I've had better days," Yubel replied playfully with a sleepish smile. "One not involving a dragon giving me third degree burns."
"And you're not?"
"No more complaining. After some rest, you can return back on the field," Judei promised with a wink.
"Wonderful. I hope there are no more dragons."
Judei chuckled, sitting his brother up, who slightly was cringing. Yubel sighed, still hanging onto Judei for some sort of support. He let go and was able to sit himself up without Judei's help. The brothers exchanged a share of smiles before noticing the tent curtain opening and revealing Avil, who held a serious face.
"My king, we're going to have to return to battle soon!" Avil reported.
"Very well. We will let our wounded soldiers rest and the rest of us, including wounded soldiers that are able to fight, move along," Judei commanded.
"Yes sir!"
Avil left and Judei faced Yubel, saying, "stay and rest. You will join us when your burn is healed for you to fight."
"That might take days and I don't want you to have to face this without me," Yubel said with a hint of sorrow on his face. Judei placed one hand on his brother's soldier.
"I'll be fine, brother. I will not go out, if it means watching you suffer in pain."
"I-I know, but..." Yubel said, holding Judei's hand, their fingers intertwining with each other. Judei smiled and nodded, understanding Yubel's pain of being without the other twin. Though they were not identical, they were just as close as twins.
Judei held Yubel close to him before placing a kiss on his cheek. Judei whispered, "stay safe," then got up and left the tent.
Yubel slowly laid himself on his back, letting out a huge sigh. His leg was still hurting, though he was feeling that adrenaline beginning to kick in. It was almost a matter of time before he was finally able to fall asleep.
Outside of the tents, Judei walked to his soldiers, who stood up front waiting for orders to be given. He furrowed both his eyebrows and walked in the soldiers' view. The soldiers stood aligned at attention, some of them with a bandage to cover a wound on the arm, leg or side. They all had just faced a war of dragons breathing fire from their mouths.
"We fought a great battle, but we must head forth!" Judei commanded.
"There isn't to worry, my king, this battle did give us a huge advantage," Athtor smirked, who was a tall man with shoulder length silver hair, light-colored battle armor, dark blue eyes, and a smudge look on his face.
"Well duh, we caught over 20 dragons for us to use in battle!" Chester replied smugly, pointing his thumb toward a number of dragons tied to a cliff to prevent them from flying away.
"And we will put them to good use!" Judei said with a serious look on his face. "I want every dragon rider to get the dragon he's caught and fly it with us!"
"Yes, your majesty!" The soldiers, who caught a dragon, replied before running toward their dragon.
Athtor walked quickly toward his dragon, who was filled with silver scales and a black tail with razor-sharp claws and teeth. He used the scales as a ledge to lift himself up on the dragon and release its bonds. He dug his hands into the scales and would poke the dragon with his fingers on the skin to command the dragon to hover over Judei, along with the other dragon riders. Judei looked up and examined the dragon riders and their dragons. A smile appeared across his lips, which showed victory.
"We fought bravely and hard, but we have grown stronger! We shall make haste and continue from where we left off, then return here for our wounded! I will have a fourth of you guarding this place while the rest of us head out! It is time that we put an end to this shadow game!" Judei declared as all the soldiers cheered in response.
Judei and his men headed out into the forest, away from the camp, and made their way to the wide meadows. They would fight any creature that came their way, though they were easily destroyed thanks to their dragons. Many of the soldiers even gained horses. This helped the army move faster as they moved along the trail. Though, Judei never noticed, a few of his men traveled a different direction. It was not really intended for them to take that direction, but they knew that the true warrior was leading them to a different direction for some odd reason.
One of the men, that was with this small group, was Avil. He decided to be the one to take charge, due to his higher rank. He led a group of ten soldiers. They were nervous, when first discovering that they were away from the group, but grew more confident after a while. Avil was sure he would not let anything happen to these men, if he had anything to say about it. It remained in question why they were even walking toward this direction, but trusted the true warrior.
Very soon, Avil saw three people among the tall grass. It was Mokuba, Pharaoh Seth, and Seto Kaiba! Mokuba gasped joyfully, recognizing Judei's men, and ran to them.
"Hey, how did you guys get here!?" Mokuba asked.
"We don't know. We just suddenly found ourselves away from Judei and ended up here. Something must've happened to lead us here," Avil guessed.
"Something did. Dalor is controlling my movements now," Mokuba explained, telling the story about what happened almost over an hour ago.
"If Dalor is controlling your movements, how were you able to catch up with us?" Seto asked.
"Mokuba must have great skill to be three steps ahead of Dalor's lead," Pharaoh Seth guessed.
"Either way, this is great! Now, I have some help for whatever comes my way!" Mokuba smirked victoriously.
"We promise to protect you with our lives," Avil promised.
Outside of the game world, Mokuba stood there smirking at Dalor, chuckling darkly. He felt victorious, knowing that he was able to outsmart Dalor by moving ten of Judei's soldiers to his location on the left. It was a good thing Mokuba spotted a quick move at the last minute. Dalor felt infuriated that he did not spot this ahead of time. Mokuba couldn't help, but laugh at this.
"Looks like killing me off won't be as easy as you predicted 'ay?" Mokuba smirked.
"Don't get so cocky, boy! The game isn't over yet!" Dalor glared.
"No, it isn't! I'm going to beat you Dalor, you can believe that!" Mokuba glared.
"Are you sure about that? Even with your little army with you, my monsters are still more powerful."
"But I have gaming skills and am using them to good use!"
"Hm..." Dalor glared, then faced the board. "I move my Black Crows three squares south." Tons of black crows moved toward Mokuba's direction three squares. "I also move your character two squares East."
"Seto's team moves two squares East as well!" Mokuba said as Pharaoh Seth's, Seto's, Avil's, and the rest of the army's characters followed Mokuba's character. "Yugi's team moves one square North."
"What are you trying to do, get your little friends killed?" Dalor asked with a glaring and suspicious look. "You've been moving them North since your team decided to enter my territory."
"You'll see."
"Humph."
"At least you're not calling me 'dear Mokuba,' meaning I'm finally getting to you!"
"No matter what plan you have, I will win this game."
"It's as you said, the game isn't over yet and believe me, I intend to win," Mokuba smirked with his dark psychotic looking face.