The One-Handed King, Talon, sat on his golden throne, his legs crossed, sipping from a jeweled goblet as his soldiers reported the war's developments.
"Your Majesty, the enemy forces are moving toward us. They seek war."
Talon grinned, setting his goblet down with a clink.
"Then let them come. Let them all come! I was getting bored anyway."
His laughter filled the hall, echoing through the stone walls as his men trembled at his sheer madness.
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The Battle Begins
After days of preparation, the battlefield was set. Asher and his forces stood at the front lines alongside Lord Azura himself.
Azura turned to Asher. "Boy, I've heard your claims about defeating me in seconds. I admire your confidence, but this is war. Here, courage alone won't save you."
Asher smirked. "So you're saying I should be scared?"
Azura scoffed. "Fear is what keeps us alive.it is not a shame for a man to be afraid sometimes" He mounted his horse and rode forward, leading the charge. "Soldiers, advance!"
A thunderous roar erupted from the battlefield as their forces surged ahead.
Then, Azura made his move.
With a single swing of his massive sword, a shockwave of air and magic pressure cut through thousands of enemy soldiers, decapitating them instantly. Blood splattered across the battlefield as screams filled the air.
"You're welcome," Azura muttered to asher.
But Asher wasn't even looking at him.
Instead, his eyes were locked on a bright, flaming light descending from the sky like a meteorite.
BOOOOM!
The explosion shook the battlefield, sending soldiers flying. The royal family's defensive shield flickered and cracked under the impact.
Azura followed Asher's gaze, his expression darkening. "That's no meteor… it's a javelin."
Asher's eyes narrowed. "So that's his game."
Azura told ashar to guard the front line while he goes to see if the king whose direction was affected by the javelin is alright
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Talon's Deadly Precision
At the enemy's command center, Talon stood on a high rock, his magic-enhanced eyes scanning the battlefield.
His assistant, holding binoculars, pointed toward Asher. "Your Majesty, a group of soldiers is advancing toward us. Should we attack?"
Talon grinned wickedly. "Leave the small fries to the others. I want to play with these so-called nobles."
With a flick of his wrist, another javelin materialized, glowing red-hot from the sheer speed of his throw.
With a boom, he hurled it with inhuman force, the sheer velocity melting the air around it.
Back at the royal family's camp, Azura barely managed to deflect the javelin, but his sword cracked from the impact. Shock filled his face.
The battlefield turned chaotic. One of the Eastern Kings had been instantly killed by the attack, causing panic among the troops.
Haaaaa hahahahahaha
Talon laughed maniacally, his eyes filled with excitement.
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As Talon's forces stormed toward Asher's army, Asher didn't flinch.
Instead, he replicated Azura's move.
With a single whip strike, he sliced through hundreds of enemy soldiers, their heads flying into the air. His army cheered, their morale skyrocketing.
A nearby enemy commander panicked. "Lord Talon, our southern forces are being annihilated!"
Talon's assistant pointed at Asher. "That's their leader."
Talon froze. His expression twisted into something between fear, excitement, and madness.
His assistant noticed his reaction. "Your Majesty… why are you shaking?"
Talon gritted his teeth, sweat dripping down his face as he stared at Asher.
"Why... why does it have to be him?"
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The Dagger and the Warning
Determined to test Asher, Talon hurled another javelin with all his strength, the ground cracking beneath his feet from the sheer force.
But this time—
Asher caught it.
With one hand.
Like it was nothing.
Then, with a casual flick, he hurled it back toward Talon.
Talon's face twisted in horror. "RUN!"
The javelin barely missed, slicing his leg as he and his assistant retreated.
Some of azuras shoulders decided to chase after talon even when ashar warned them the didn't listen and rode chasing talon with their "you are surrounded now talon "but as they were about to draw their sword talon snapped his fingers forming a spear and sliced them all in seconds
"Thanks for the hourses" he said
As they galloped away, his assistant noticed a piece of paper stuck to Talon's wound.
Talon ripped it off and read the message.
"I don't want trouble. Make peace with my kingdom. If not, I'll be the one attacking yours."
Talon threw back his head and laughed hysterically.
"Hahahaha! Oh, Asher… you just made this war even more interesting."
"And I want to be interested ".