Chapter Ten

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For the first time in nearly a month, Anna was given the ability to bathe even if she was given the same worn and battle torn dress, they too were at least cleaned and patched. Despite her body being refreshed wounds looked over and mended, she sat uncomfortable at the end of a long table. She stared at the overabundance of food before her and then to her despicable host. She resisted the urge of leaping across the table a punching the smug look off of his face. So she sat and watched as the Duke of Weselton gorged on the food before them.

Seeing Anna was not eating, he peered over to her. "What is wrong Princess, surely after living nearly a month in this witch's magical snow has made you starved."

"Maybe if you didn't attack my kingdom there would be no need for magical snow," Anna scuffed.

Stuffing his mouth full of meat, the Duke glared at Anna. "Your Queen attacked us first."

"Please." Anna crossed her arms. "So it snowed in Weasel Town for like three days. Elsa ended it and brought back summer."

"She has the power to destroy entire crops." The Duke spoke with far too much drama than Anna liked. "She is holding the entire world hostage. Just thinking what she can do strikes fear across the lands. That kind of power must be destroyed."

Standing, Anna pointed to outside the tent. "You little weasel, good for nothing hypocrite! You are allied to the Raven's Eye, an insane dark cult of magic!"

Folding his hands in front of him, the Duke gave Anna a dark and creepy stare. "All magic is dark magic, all magic is that of evil, but you left us no choice. One must fight magic, with magic. My brother, King Ramus will stop at nothing to prevent your sister's magic from bring about a second Era of Darkness."

Falling back in her chair stunned by the arrogance and ignorance of the Duke, Anna can't help but slowly bang her head on the table hoping this was all a bad dream. Convinced she knocked the stupid she just heard out of her system Anna did her best to remain calm. "Really, just going to roll right past that one? What part of using a dark magic cult do you not understand?"

"We can control the Raven's Eye," the Duke replied dismissively.

Frowning, Anna stared at the Duke debating if he was born arrogant or stupid. "Umm, No you don't."

Picking at another plate of food, the Duke leaned back and gave himself a moment to leer at the Princess. "We are not heartless Princess. Once your sister is disposed, we will still keep the blood of the House of Fairhair, on the throne."

Slouching in her seat, simply tired of pretending to respect edict, Anna rested her cheek on her palm and picked up a cup of wine and took a sip. "Elsa and I are the only remaining direct decedents of the house of Fairhair."

"Well obviously." The Duke laughed, as if Anna wasn't making any sense. "After a successful end of this campaign, my brother will arrange you to be married to my son." Anna spit out the wine and began to choke. The Duke didn't seem to notice Anna's distress. "Of course he will just be a steward, until you pop out a couple children. As long as they are magic free, your first son will take the crown."

With her throat finally clear, Anna had finally had it with the Duke of Weselton. She rolled up her sleeves, and took the wine bottle on the table and marched over to her captor, and glared at him.

Thrown back into the cart prison cells carriage, Anna hit the cold wood ground and was quick to get to her knees and shouted through the bars. "Good luck picking the glass out of his skull!"

With the door slammed shut and locked, she huffed and turned back to see Flynn and Karina sitting in the back of the cell. Picking at the edge of his bandage on his leg, Flynn said, "So, how did dinner go?"

"That creepy little weasel deserved to get a hundred bottles broken over his tiny, stupid little head!"

Anna's anger did seem the phase her cellmates, Karina looked bored as she asked, "So I guess you never got around to getting us food to eat."

Looking to her friends with regret, Anna scratched at a scab on her leg. "Things kind of got out of hand after I broke his nose, and broke the bottle over his head, and I might have broken the arm of one of his bodyguards." When Anna heard the sound of the door being opened again, she turned to whoever it was in anger and her fists up ready to fight. "Does that little weasel want to go for round two…" Anna's voice faded as he saw standing outside their small cell were five followers of the Raven's Eye. "Crap."

All three were shackled and pulled form their confined cell and taken across the camp to a large black tent. Once inside the three were chained to a post. Their guards never spoke award as they stood over them. Their eyes held no life in them, and for Anna she saw in them what she nearly became. When a bird screeched just outside the tent, Anna trembled with fear and pushed herself up against the poll she was chained to.

Entering the tent, a man with pale skin and deep sunken eyes wearing black robs looked about with an aura of power and darkness. Resting upon his shoulder was a large black raven with a yellow beak. The man went to a table and began looking over a book, the Raven glided down off of the man's shoulder and landed in front of Anna. He turned and gave a diabolical smile. "I am Thorne, and I believe you have met the Raven."

"Hello my friend." Anna hissed.

Clasping her hand over her mouth, Anna shock her head in terror. "No, not again. Not again!"

"It's alright Anna," Flynn said as he stared down at the bird. "We fought this once, we will do it again!"

The bird took to flight and landed on a perch that sat on the table. The man turned and smiled with sinister thoughts behind it. "Welcome Princess Anna. I see you have found yourself a couple pets. A lapdog scout, and one of our rejects from the olden days. Flynn Rider, everyone thought you died."

Flynn studied the man's face, but he could not remember him from his memories. He did give a confident smirk and replied, "I am the ghost of Christmas past. And someone has been naughty."

Clapping his hands together the man chuckled at Flynn's comment. "Just as witty, and cunning as I have heard." Leaning down to look at Flynn, the man said, "I was more than willing to give you Airi. She was inconsequential, but you had to go and take my princess.

"She is not your princess!" Karina hissed.

"Oh, and the lapdog has a voice." The man turned and walked over and knelt in front of Anna. "The moment before his death, dear old Gisle awoken a gift given to you long ago. It awoken, giving the darkness within you a voice. Oh, and after being locked away in that pure heart of yours, killing Gisle was like a feast. With every lie, and every betrayal it grew and you savored every moment of it."

"Lair," Anna shouted! "I hated myself! Every time that curse took control, I felt like I wanted to die!"

After studying Anna's face, Thorne frowned and reached out and took hold of Anna's hair braid that had the white streak. "What clever little traitors those trolls are. You are protected."

Standing, Thorne went back to the table and looked through books. "A very clever protection spell. Able to protect your heart from magical corruption. But don't worry, we may not be able to fully convert you my dear princess, just take control of you long enough for our purposes."

Regaining her courage, Anna eyes narrowed. "I will never help you. I would rather die than help scum like you." Turning quickly, the man flung a hand full of ash into Anna's face, she coughed and spit and stared at the man annoyed. "What was that."

"It's working." Anna whispered.

Hearing her speak without her permission, Anna covered her mouth again. Flynn leaned over to Anna and called out. "You know who you are. You already know you can fight this."

Glaring, Anna stared at Flynn. "Shut up, you pathetic jerk." Her words had Flynn lean away from her. Anna saw his fear, and smiled. "The love sick idiot is scared of sweat old me. Oh, are you praying that your wife does come to save you from me."

Karina stared at Anna and tried to calm her. "Anna, we know this isn't you."

Falling back against the post, Anna agonized in pain. "I am sorry guys. I am fighting it. Just pretend I am not here."

Drawing out a dagger, the diabolical man walked over to Anna and went to one knee. "Oh, Princess Anna, resistance will only bring you pain."

Spitting in the man's face, Anna declared, "You are going to have to kill me, I will never give in, no matter how many times you hurt me, or threaten me!"

After holding up the dagger in front of Anna's eyes, Thorne rose it above his head and quickly slammed it down into Flynn's thigh diving it down to the hilt. Flynn screamed in agony as he twisted the blade.

"Stop it, your son of a bitch!" Anna shouted finding that seeing her friend suffer made her feel like her heart was being ripped out of her chest.

Drawing out another dagger, the man tilted his head as he gazed upon Anna's tear filled eyes. "I would never harm you Princess, I have no problem however hurting your friends."

The dark follower jammed the second dagger into Karina's shoulder, it pieced straight through her body and pinned her to the wooden stake she was chained too. Karina cried out, "Forget about us Anna! Don't give in!"

Punching Karina in the temple, Thorne knocked her unconscious. Standing he circled around to be facing Anna once more. "I will give you a moment for you and your better half to work things out."

With her heart racing, Anna couldn't stop herself from crying but said with venomous hate. "You are a monster."

Her head twitched, and Anna gave a small smile and whispered, "Diablo will keep me company."

"Very good." Were the last words spoken by Thorne before he left, along with the other followers of the Raven. Screeching once more, Diablo stared down at Anna focusing all of his power of darkness upon her.

Trying to catch his breath, Flynn tore a part of his pant leg off and used the strip to bound the wound on his leg. It was agonizing as he tightened it, but when finished he released a long breath. Looking to Anna, Flynn gave an exhausted smile. "How you holding up Princess?"

Raising her head, Anna looked incensed. "This is your fault Flynn Rider."

As he rubbed his leg, Flynn shamefully nodded her head. "I know."

"My heart was pure, I was a good an innocent person," Anna seethed.

Looking to the raven, Flynn wanted to pluck every feather off of its body. He however suppressed his anger as his need to help Anna was more than his own. "You still are. Defending yourself doesn't make you any less pure, innocent, or good. You are letting doubt, and fear blind you to the truth. That you protected your innocence, purity, and heart from the darkness."

Falling to her side, Anna stared up at Flynn and her face was frozen with pain. "Take that dagger." Flynn looked over to the dagger still in the unconscious Karina. "I can't fight this Flynn. I need you to put an end to this. I need you to kill me."

There was not even a second thought for Flynn as he stared back at Anna and replied, "No. I am not giving up on you. I will never give up on you."

Pounding her hand on the ground, Anna began to laugh insidiously. "You coward, you weak and insufferable coward. Rising back to a sitting position, Anna stared at Flynn for a moment before kicking him in his injured leg.

Flynn face twisted in agony, and grabbed his leg. "It's okay Anna. I forgive you. Karina forgives you. Your sister forgives you. Kristoff forgives you."

"Shut up," Anna shouted as she grabbed her head in pain.

Resting his head against the post he was chained too, Flynn closed his eyes and smiled. "I know Elsa and Kristoff gives you great strength. Even when this dark and terrible curse was eating away at you, I could tell when you wore thinking about them." Anna looked to Flynn perturbed by his statement.

Flynn gave a small chuckle as he looked back as his time with Anna. "You would always touch your engagement ring when you wore thinking about Kristoff. When you were thinking of Elsa, you would pick up some snow and play with it in your hand. Someone like you, who loves and cares so deeply about the people who mean the most to them in their lives can never turn to darkness."

Closing her eyes, Anna was motionless for a moment and Diablo began to squawk with excitement. Opening her eyes, Anna breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled at Flynn. He was about to smile back, but saw in her eyes nothing, no sincerity or heart in her expression. Anna learned back and said, "To late."

"I don't believe you," Flynn replied.

Holding out her arm, Anna beckoned for Diablo, and he quickly flew on to it, to enjoy Anna's gentle hand. "You failed Flynn Rider. Love will betray hearts, happiness with turn on good, and during the fall of all of man's light, darkness will rise."

"Darkness never rises." Flynn whispered as he looked away from Anna. "Darkness, it's the absence, the loss of light. Nothing can rise from a negative, nothing can be found in the absence. It isn't power, you will find in the darkness, only emptiness and loneliness."

"The only one who will be alone is you Flynn Rider," Anna replied in disgust. "You left your home alone to fulfil a promise, that you could never keep. You tried to save a Princess, that has betrayed you. Now you will watch as a Kingdom burns and you will see how empty darkness truly is. You will never tell your wife you love her again, you will be dead, just like your name."

As Anna rested her head against the post she was bound too. Flynn studied the woman before him, wondering if he could believe that she was fully consumed by curse.

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As morning dawned upon the town of Torhil, Elsa watched from her magical deer mount of snow and ice, as her army was preparing to march into battle. At her side were General Dabria, Farrin, leader of her regiment of Rock Trolls, Geir, and Master of the Scouts Dragna. She watched as each formation of her army marched by her, so she could look into the eyes of those who might never return to their families.

The soldiers were all in good spirits she saw. It helped that they had a Queen they loved and respected, as well as Marshmallow, and the other hundred snow giants, marching into battle with them. "The dark magic of the Raven's Eye is clouding my focus. Any word of the missing Glowerhaven fleet?" Elsa wondered out loud, even though she knew the answer.

Dragna, could feel that his Queen was nervous, but hopeful. "None my Queen."

"Doing battle along the Kvina especially this far south. It is wide enough and deep enough to allow a ship of the line to bombard off shore." General Dabria stated.

"Or land additional troops, and have us surrounded." General Farrin.

Elsa wasn't enjoying the negativity, but she knew it was their jobs to not just think of the best case scenario, but also the worst. She Peered down to Geir to see he was deep in thought. "What do you think Master Geir?"

Glancing to Elsa with some concern, Geir replied, "There are too many mysteries to this war, then certainty. Dark magic such as what is used by Raven's Eye should never be taken lightly. Its power is mischievous, and malicious, full of hate, and anger. Its use could be an omen of a greater evil."

"It is an omen we cannot ignore," Elsa replied. "Evil will always win, if good does nothing."

Looking back to the soldiers, Geir felt sorry for them. They were frail and brittle compared to a rock troll. "You can only suppress evil, never destroy it. How much blood must be spilt this day, because good waited too long to shed light onto this darkness?"

It was a wise statement, and Dragna felt a kinship with the little rock troll. "Sometimes Master Geir, the light must be rekindled with the blood of the good for it to shine brightly enough to cast out the darkness."

Riding up to the group on horseback, a Capitan gave a salute, and said, "My Queen all soldiers are accounted for."

Elsa nodded as she watched the last formation of soldiers' march by her. "Thank you Captain."

She, alongside her Generals, Geir, and Dragna, moved up the massive column of thirty-five thousand men, fifty rock trolls, and one hundred snow giants that were marching into battle against an invasion force almost twice their size. The Officers in command of each formation, had their men give out cheers of support as the queen road by. They all witnessed Elsa with her snow giants recapture the town of Torhil, unwilling to let any one of them die that day.

It was there turn, their homeland had been attacked, their neighbors, and family have been suffering. This war had galvanized the people of Arendelle to stand up and fight, and with Elsa as their queen they believed they were unstoppable. When she reached the front of her army, she easily fell into the soft and regimental cadence of the armies marching drums.

Her army than crested a hill, the place where she hoped this invasion will finally end, the Osle valley. It was a massive clearing of farmland and grasslands. It was the narrowest point between the Northren Mountains and the Kvina. With the southernmost part of the valley at the highest elevation, her generals would have the advantage, able to see all of Glowerhaven's movements. If they tried to move forces along the shoreline, or flank them from the hill to the east, they would see it coming. If they tried to move forces across the west, they would see that as well.

Horns were heard in the distance, and it had Elsa look to the north side of the valley to see that Glowerhaven were still mobilizing their army, but many were in formation. She looked to her Generals and with a somber voice said, "Ready battle formations, but keep it as even as possible. They out number us, I don't want the Glowerhaven's to find a weak point and throw heavy columns at it to penetrate the lines through sheer attrition."

"They have ten thousand light cavalier to our four thousand." Dragna stated.

Glancing to the Master Scout, Elsa replied, "I thought they had fifteen thousand."

With a smirk, Dragna gestured to the three feet of snow on the other side of the valley compared to the four inches of snow on their side. "Their horses didn't fair to well in the snow, we also believe they have been using horses as a food source. Our skirmishes and raids have caused a lot of damage as well."

The news made Elsa feel sad about the death of the horses, and disgusted at the idea of eating them. "Poor horses."

Shrugging his shoulders, Dragna couldn't be as sentimental about tools of war. "In all honesty my Queen, I don't think they should be having such an easy go of it, getting ready to try and kill us."

Tilting her head, Elsa looked across the valley and rose up her hand all watched as clouds began to form above the Glowerhaven camp. Her army cheered as the sound of thunder boomed over them. Lowering her arm, she smiled, "My first hail and freezing rain storm."

Geir bellowed at the statement and said, "Not bad for your first time, I like how you made the hail rock size."

"Thank you Geir."

The wind shifted to be at the backs of Arendelle's army. Dragna admired Elsa's cape as it shimmered in the shifting wind. 'Our archers will appreciate the assistance." Pulling out his spyglass, Dragna looked out to the enemy formations and frowned. "It appears they brought black powder mortars."

Puttering her lips, Elsa leaned forward and rested her chin on her hand. "That's a waste of a rare commodity. I will make sure all of their missile troops are useless. They shouldn't of even of brought archers, let alone mortars."

"Last time an army faced a magic user was three hundred years ago," Dragna replied. "Many forget the calamity that was gunpowder and magic. Entire armies being blown to bits by the very weapon in their hands. It might be why they have pulled back their navy, fear of you blowing up their ships."

Making it flurry over Dragna's head, Elsa stared at him with disappointment. "Seriously Dragna, how are my powers going to spark a fire? Even if I create enough cold air around warm to generate lightning, I can't control the bolts. The sea has always been one of the safest places for gunpowder."

Brushing the snow from his shoulders, Dragna glanced to Elsa and saw she was realizing something but dismissed it. "What?"

"Nothing," Elsa quickly responded trying to look as innocent as she could. When Dragna stared at her unconvinced she lamented. "There is one thing I might be able to do, and it is a very big might, be able to do. I have never, ever done it before, and in all honestly I would never want to. It would cause far too much damage, and I doubt I could control it."

It stopped snowing on Dragna, and he was thankful, but couldn't hold back his curiosity. "Like what?"

Shaking her head, Elsa crossed her arms, "I don't want to talk about it."

"Fine," Dragna responded as he held his spyglass back up. He lowered it, then lifted it back up and turned to Elsa, "My Queen, they are sending out a flag of truce. It looks like they want to talk."

Sitting up, Elsa cleared her mind and looked to her army as it was still forming into ranks. She called out to her generals and said, "You are in command." Turning to Dragna Elsa knew she needed his strength and heart at his side. "Master Dragna, Geir, and Marshmallow, let's go see what Glowerhaven wants."

Riding out with an added member of her color guard to her groups, Elsa glanced skyward believing she felt the presence of her latest creation Snowflake. When she looked back to the Glowerhaven party riding towards her, she could feel the dark and twisted magic of the Raven's Eye among them.

The two groups met at the center of the valley, and Elsa stared in disgust at who was among the Glowerhaven delegation. Giving a head bow, the Duke of Weselton looked too comfortable and smug for Elsa's liking, yet ridiculous with a bandage on what looked like a broken nose. "So we meet face to face once again."

"What half-truths and lies did you tell King Ramus, to propagate such a despicable act of invasion?" Elsa demanded.

A younger man, about Elsa's age, and with chin held high replied, "Very little my Queen."

Looking over to the younger man, the Duke said, "This is my eldest nephew, Crown Prince Alwin."

The tiny weasel of Weselton looked ridiculous in his armor, and Elsa needed to look away from him to prevent herself from laughing. She gave a head bow to the Prince and he did so in return. "Crown Prince Alwin of Glowerhaven, I implore you to seek reason and sanity to your actions. Enough people have suffered, we can end this here and now."

"Such strong and noble words coming from a practitioner of witchcraft." A sly and sinister voice hissed. Elsa turned quickly to see a black hooded man with pale skin and sunken eyes.

Elsa felt no heart, no life in his soul. "So are you the true puppeteer to this madness?"

Giving a majestic and cynical bow from his black horse the man replied, "My name is Thorne, a simple advisor to the Crown Prince. Nothing more."

"You mean dark wizard of the Raven's Eye." Elsa countered feeling nothing but pure black magic within him.

Raising his hand, Alwin stared at Elsa with contempt. "You wish no bloodshed for this day, then agree to our terms." Elsa simply stared at Alwin as he continued. "You will arrange the marriage between your sister and the Viceroy of Weselton, the Duke's son. He will become Steward to the throne of Arendelle until Anna gives birth to a non-magical male heir. Upon his sixteenth birthday, he will take up the crown as the King of Arendelle. As for you. You will exile yourself from the world eternal, never to return."

Looking over to the Duke, Elsa smirked. "I take it Anna rearranged your face when you told her about your terms?" When the Duke looked away uncomfortable, Elsa chuckled as she looked back to Alwin. "Your judgement has been clouded by the dark magic of the Raven's Eye. I sense good in you Prince Alwin."

"Do you agree to our terms," Alwin demanded?

Shaking her head Elsa replied, "They are silly, so no. Here are my terms. You will release my sister. You leave my kingdom; we pick a natural location to talk about reopening trade. All atrocities perpetrated by the Kingdom of Glowerhaven will be forgiven. We return to pre-war boundaries and we give peace a chance."

The Duke laughed, but the Prince simply looked to Thorne who showed no emotion Elsa could see under his hood. Turning to Elsa, Alwin said, "Tell your army we will provide no quarter or aid to those who do not submit to Glowerhaven. Take a good look at those men behind you Queen Elsa, for we will hunt down and kill every last one of them."

Unafraid by the threat, Elsa began to turn her mount to leave. "I will like to see you try."

The two parties parted, and Elsa shock her head in frustration, which concerned Dragna. "What is wrong?"

Glancing back to the Raven's Eye follower Thorne, Elsa felt an unnerving sting in her head. "His magic, it is strong, and clouding my ability to focus, I can't sense Stoic." She patted her deer on its side, "nor Marshmallow. It's been days' sense I could sense Snowflake, and Olaf."

Looking skyward, Dragna looked to the sun to see its radiance beginning to dim. "That isn't you is it?"

Watching the sheen of the snow fade, Elsa could feel a darkness unlike any she has ever felt before. "No. It appears the architect of this evil is casting their eyes upon the world."

Coming up to her army, Elsa looked across her vast force wishing none had to die this day. Holding out both hands, mist of ice crystals begun to form in front of every formation. They swirled and swished until they settled into translucent forms of the Queen. Her army stood in silence and all looked to her as she sat on her mount deep in thought. She glanced back to the sheer size of the Glowerhaven's army and knew that her soldiers saw the obvious, that it dwarfed their own.

"I am sorry." She called out, as did all of her replicates allowing her entire army to hear her words. Bowing her head, Elsa felt a pain in her heart, only the person about to lead an army into battle could feel. "I don't want to speak to you as your Queen, you don't deserve that. I want to speak to you as your equal.

We didn't want this war. I have strived to only help and bring kindness, peace, and love to the world. I believe in my heart that all of you want the same. I wished to rule you in peace, not in war. My magic has yet again brought you pain, and this darkness. Your way of life should be free of such darkness, and if I thought that if I simply disappeared, that it would save you from misery and fear I would."

Those of her army in front of her, called out their love for their Queen, and booed at the notion of her abandoning them. When she raised her hand, with her ice mist replicates copying her every action, her soldiers fell silent. "I have seen this enemy of ours, and darkness has poisoned their souls. They despise freedom and beauty, and I would never step aside and watch my people suffer under such tyranny. My existence only threatens their darkness. I will, if I have to; ride out alone to face them. I will not do so for my kingdom, my crown, or the good of the light, I will do it because of love. My love for my family, my love for all those we have lost, and my love for my people.

I will not allow them to take way that love, I will not allow you to be victims of an evil that wants to take away your hopes and dreams. I will fight this darkness alone if I have to, so I will not order you to follow me into this fight. If you fear this darkness, and you wish to run, I will not stop you, or blame you. I have given into fear, so I understand the pain, and uncertainty it brings and the relief of giving in. But, I will never forget what running from my fears did. It not only brought me misery, but the people I love suffering. Remember that if you decide to give in to fear, you give up on those you love as well."

Elsa gave her soldiers a moment to think about what she just said before she continued. "So, I pray of you! Who will join me into the rupture, to stop this darkness from ever touching those we love?"

Drawing out his sword, Dragna raised it above his head and shouted, "For Queen Elsa!"

Following Dragna's lead, Elsa's two Generals drew their swords. "For Queen Elsa!"

Then spreading out from the center of her army to the very last soldier, snow giant, and troll, they got onto one knee, and bowed to their beloved Queen. In one powerful and unwavering voice her people shouted with pride, "For Queen Elsa!"

Smiling, Elsa gave a small nod to Dragna as she turned her mount to face the Glowerhaven army. Raising her right hand, a lance made of the glowing blue ice formed in her hand. She cried out with all the hope and love she had within her. "For Arendelle!"

There was no hesitation, no sounds of fear, or sadness as her army moved forward as one. Her pikemen in the front, followed by her swordsmen and covering her flanks were her cavalry. As they moved ever forward, their speed went from a fast walk, to a jog. All screaming out war cries. Elsa moved with them, staying on the front of her men as they charged towards destiny. She watched as Glowerhaven's heavy and light cavalry led their army as they charged into the battlefield.

She watched as Glowerhaven's archers fired their first volley, along with black powder mortars. They arched high above and their numbers were countless, but as they came down towards Elsa and her people, they vaporized into powdery snow. Elsa focused on what was to come, her army was relying on her to make this fight even, and she focused at the charging horseman as they grew closer and closer to her and her soldiers.

With all her strength she threw her glowing lance forward into the air, and all watched as it flew in a tight spiral towards the charging blood thirsty cavalry of Glowerhaven. Her pikemen began to lower their weapons for the impending collision of flesh and steel. At her side was Dragna, unwilling to let Elsa ride into battle without his protection. After a final glance back to him, she looked to her lance as it struck the ground just in front of the thousands of Glowerhaven horsemen.

The ground erupted right in front of the cavalry with thousands of massive blades and spikes of ice. The ice jetted out angled towards the cavalry extending six to ten feet in length. Its creation was far too quick for the Glowerhaven's to stop and hundreds were instantly killed by the deadly shards of ice. Those who were able to dodge the ice were slowed and unable to recover in time to defend themselves from the wall of pikemen that they crashed into.

Along the sporadic spikes of ice, the dead and wounded of the fallen were crushed by the wave of cavalry behind them. This only caused more to fall, casualties to the ice spikes. Some were thrown from their horses as the entire Glowerhaven cavalry was brought to a chaotic stop. When Elsa and her pikemen reached the ice spikes, the remaining enemy cavalry were in total disarray and were completely over run by the swarm of pikemen that broke up into squads to surround, and bring them down with ruthless efficiency.

Generating a second glowing lance, Elsa threw it towards the Glowerhaven infantry who were some distance behind their cavalry. When this struck the ground it did not create a field of deadly weapons but a wall of jagged ice. Before she could do anything else, she was forced to blast a horseman off his mount that was charging her with his sword. Free of the distraction she fired a single burst of blue magic into the air.

This was the signal her Generals were waiting for, as they gave the order to their archers to fire. Trapped by a ten-foot-tall wall of ice, the Glowerhaven infantry slammed into it, crushing many within the front. The force of their charge ended just as the first volley of arrows rained down upon them. They were shoulder to shoulder, and back to back, and unable to even raise their shields in defense as the arrows began to cut them down.

This gave Arendelle's forces the time needed to finish off the rest of the cavalry. Elsa continued to blast stray horsemen with her magic, an explosion was heard, and she looked to her wall of ice to see flashes of purple lightning breaking it apart. She rallied her pikemen, and they charged towards the wall. As soon as they reached it, they easily took down those climbing down from it, and those trying to come through the breaches.

She looked back as her swordsmen had finished off the last of the cavalry, and joined her on the wall. As they reached her, she summoned a third lance and threw it over the wall. When it landed it created a second wall splitting up the Glowerhaven's army even further, and giving more targets for whoever was casting that lightning. When a lightning bolt struck right next to her, she was thrown from her mount and onto the ground.

Rushing to her side and dismounting, Dragna took the Queens hand. "Are you okay!"

Nodding she stood and looked to the sky and summoned a powerful shield of ice to shield them from the lightning. She turned to see Marshmallow and the snowmen leaping over the first wall while throwing massive clumps of snow and ice. Standing, she looked to her men who were fighting with all their hearts and ran to join them in battle.

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