Let the battle for Belinsk begin! Tuaparang vs Sana+Morgal+Matthew and co.

I've put in some Warriors of Vale. I thought it was time that they'd start to show up now. I knew very little about them at the time I actually wrote this, so I probably failed in their characters. Just write it up in the review!

I don't own Golden Sun - Look! I didn't forget to write it!

The beastmen were fighting with remarkable courage and determination. They kept the enemies out of the city temporarily, but soon, they were overwhelmed, and they had no choice but to fall back and regroup towards the castle to protect the inhabitants and the other people inside.

The battle was bloody and horrible. The Turaparang were breaking all the laws of war, and the beastmen were having trouble not doing the same.

Two of the Warriors of Vale were surrounded and forced against the wall; Piers and Sheba. Despite their experience and strength, they were about to collapse and be crushed against the number of enemies. This would've been an important loss to the allies, but just at that second. Matthew and Tyrell crashed in front of them, wiping out the Turaparang that were surrounding them.

"You two okay?" Matthew asked

"Are you friends or enemies?" Piers yelled

"All those protecting the city is a friend!" Tyrell cried.

He blasted a wave of fire, burning warriors to crisps.

Piers nodded at Sheba. The four Adepts began to grow the circle in which they were imprisoned.

Inside the Opera, the most skilled beastmen kept the Turaparang at bay. One of the six of them was shot by one of the monsters in the heart by an arrow. The warriors saw in horror that the Turaparang had crossbows. A dozen of them fired arrows at the remaining heroes.

But just as the arrows were about to hit their targets, they all froze in mid-air. Everyone stood, confused by the unexpected event. Slowly, the arrows turned around, so that they were facing the attackers. Suddenly, a powerful gust of wind appeared, and the flying predators flew and every single one of them struck one of the dark servants.

Karis was standing behind them, smiling. "You won't have to worry about these." she told the five living warriors. She raised her hand and the chandelier. "Crystallux! Rise!"

She cried. The golden chandelier slowly unfolded itself into a golden and silver dragon. It was considered to be small, about the same height of Karis, but in terms of length, it was more than twice her size. The beautiful, powerful but fragile dragon shielded the beastmen and Karis. It roared with all its might. The Turaparang stood, amazed and intimidated by the shining dragon.

"I know the risks I'm taking" Karis thought. "He will only obey beastmen or earth Adepts. But I'm his friend and he knows it. He will certainly not turn against me."

Crystallux gave another deafening roar. Immediately, all the windows, diamonds and pieces of shining metal exploded. It flew all around the dragon. Four powerful beams of these minerals shot across the room of the Opera, killing and wounding many. Terrified, the Turaparang fell back, but only the most foolhardy and most loyal to their mission stayed, only to be crushed by the dragon, the wind Adept and the five, heroic beastmen, who were cheering into seeing their enemies in full flight.

In the port, the beastmen were falling back. Despite their amazing abilities to repel sea invasions, this one was far too powerful. Boats were firing their canons at the defenders of freedom, who sought for cover, but they couldn't find any really safe area except for behind the earth Adept Felix, who rose walls of earth, hoping to buy time for the beastmen. But the Warrior of Vale was wounded. The scar on his side was bleeding endlessly. He knew it was only a matter of time until he collapsed, making his friends vulnerable and entirely unprotected. A ship managed to open its doors on the port. Turaparang came flooding out of it, attacking the exhausted, wounded and weakening beastmen. Five of them threw themselves on Felix.

The earth Adept swung his blade to form a sort of 8 in all directions, covering his body. The beastmen were falling back. More ships were arriving.

"This is the end…" Felix thought.

Suddenly, waves of water shot high in the air, crashing on the menacing ships, sinking them, turning them around and cutting the others from advancing. One of them also crashed on the port. The Turaparang, taken entirely by surprise, were washed away. Felix, by turning his feet to earth and making them stick the ground, managed to resist the deadly element.

Turning around, he saw two boys running towards him. One of them was brandishing a sword while the other was holding a staff. "Come on guys! This isn't over!" the older one cried to the hesiting beastmen.

Coming from the assaulting ships, bombs, bullets and arrows flew towards the port. Rief raised his staff. A wave of water rose in the air, shielding the allies from the deadly weapons.

Amiti slashed at a soldier. He looked at Felix. "You're wounded! Get to safety." he ordered.

Felix chuckled. "Thanks for worrying about me. I'm a Warrior of Vale. This can't stop me."

Amiti smiled. "Let's finish this."

The two water Adepts attacked the attacking ships who refused to give up. Blasts of water poured out of their hands, the sea and the weapons. The ship's armor held to the attacks. This, however was only to distract them. Protected by Felix, the beastmen returned to their posts. They took their weapons, and soon, coming from the port, cannonballs, bombs and a few arrows were raining on the incoming ships.

Sveta was in her room in her castle, scared, but she had her proud and courageous look on her face. She wished she could help those people who were dying out there, giving their lives to defend her, Morgal and all the other people who were soon going to be attacked.

Suddenly, the doors behind her blew open. Two Turaparang soldiers entered, their weapons raised. The queen of Morgal faced her aggressors. She wasn't even armed.

One of the servants of evil took a few steps towards her, but an old man shielded the teen.

Kraden was standing, strong, determined, and did not seem ready to give up.

"Move or we'll have no choice but to kill you." one of the soldiers threatened.

Kraden grinned angrily. He took out two old parchments. He threw them at the two soldiers, and at touch of the old pieces of paper, screamed horribly, and dissolved in thin air.

Sveta gasped. "What are those?"

"These are parchments which contain an extremely pure, powerful and holy spirit. If they touch something evil, they immediately use all the power they contain to destroy the evil being. They, however, can only be used once." Kraden quickly explained, taking out a few more of these things from under his coat.

Except, this time, it was a beastman, wounded, but victorious, who came rushing in. "Your Highness!" he panted, "we have unexpected reinforcements! Forces from Tonfon have arrived to our aid. The Turaparang are falling back in all directions! We won!" the warrior gasped and wheezed.

The queen of Morgal suppressed, with difficulty, a cheer. She couldn't keep herself from hugging Kraden. "Thank you! Thank you!" she repeated over and over again.

The same evening, cheers were crying from the city, as the first victory of the fighters of freedom had been a huge success. The five Adepts and the Sanan heroes were honored and, for the first time in centuries, the Sanan people and beastmen were dancing, singing and laughing together. When the six Adepts had arrived to the Castle, they had barely reached the door that Sveta came running to hug them all, shouting "You did it! Thank you! You saved us!"

The night passed as if they had just won the war, though it was still the beginning. However, it was one step closer the victory on the allies side.

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