Bab 5: BATTLE
The "Battleground" was a vast area of land filled with different terrains and sceneries. Water,forests, deserts,hills,mountains, gorges etc. were all on the "Battleground " so as to ensure fair play in the Battle and prevent any complaints about geographical disadvantages from the Warriors of the various races.
Some races had terrains where they could fight to their best capabilities and some terrains too that put them at disadvantages. For example, the Undead races such as Vampire, Wights,Ghouls etc. preferred a dark and gloomy environment in order to produce their maximum fighting abilities.
Races such as the Wyvern,Dragon ,Phoenix etc. had a disadvantage on land and sea,they prefer the aerial terrains such as mountain peaks and the sky itself .
Each Army had exactly hundred warriors, each wearing an expression that would make Emperor Rank Cultivators ran for their lives.
Every sword was unsheathed, Javelin and spears pointed, Bows straightened, every single warrior present was ready for the battle that might change the fate of them and their race members in captivity.
Each Army camped at it's "Barracks " listening as the Army General dictated out battle tactics and formations that were crucial to their chances of gaining Victory and freedom from Gakhta.
All the "Barracks " were unspurisingly full,except for one.
Alvin,clad in a loose black robe with his black sword in his hand, stood carelessly in his "Barracks ". Around him stood four warriors each with a carefree expression on their faces.
After the Verdict had taken place in favour of Alvin,he had gone around the Various camps,campaigning and rallying about his strength, goals and his assurance of killing the godess if he won the battle.
Shockingly, he had gotten about thirty warriors but he had downright dismissed them all,saying they were to weak to be in his army . Instead, he had picked only four warriors; a Vampire by name Bryce, a dark dwarf by name Dwayne, Real Real beautiful Dryad and the last but not the least, Zag,also known as the Fifth Sky of Gakhta, The Dragon who was once part of the Council. He had resigned from his prestigious role and had volunteered to join Alvin's army.
Nobody paid heed to Alvin's Army,despite having four powerful warriors at his disposal. They knew quantity could up to quality . But Unbeknownst to the them,an inconspicuous dark mist was patrolling all the camps,spying on their Battle tactics and reporting them all to its conjurer, Alvin.
His Title as the Shadow Lord was no joke,his ability to control the dark element was something beyond the understanding of any God. He could control the dark the same way a puppeteer control its puppet.
What was shocking about this was the fact that not even the Army Generals who possessed keen sense and awareness were able to bust him. It was as if the black mist was never there to begin with.
On the Conjurer's face was a wide smile. Like a kid at a candy shop. Per the information gathered by his "spies" ,it seemed that the other armies would make his group the last target since it was basically the weakest. Even though they had Zag who was once a Council member, that didn't change the fact that they had a numerical disadvantage and since it was their first time coming together, the team chemistry and coordination would be very poor.
Why waste their efforts on small groups?
The bigger ones were the threat.
The Various were all powerful and strong so they were confident about dealing with Zag. To them,what mattered the most was to annihilate the other armies.
Alvin had passed on this information to his warriors and what they were waiting now was for the War Horn to sound.
The tension was getting high. Each Warrior had a chance to give freedom to its race. A chance to be a hero to their captured folks. A chance to be revered throughout eternity and finally a chance to make their Captor,the godess pay!
It didn't take long for the War Horn to blow. The Various armies started rushing towards each other. Races which were in conflict with each other started the onrush first whiles the "wise" and "sensible" ones waited for the outcome of the first clash.
The First clash sent a shock wave that spread throughout the whole battle ground.
This was the power of a battle between gods! Had it been done in the open space,it would have crushed numerous stars and planets. If not for the powerful formation put in place by their Captor, the shockwave would have destroyed the entire Gakhta.
The phoenix clan was advancing fiercely, burning everything in their way. Their aerial ability couple with their fire ability was a threat to a lot of the other races.
The Dragon race was the only race capable of squaring off with them evenly,due to their flight ability and their multiple powers too. But,at the moment, the Dragon race had been cornered by the Wyverns.
They had experienced a breakthrough in the powers that brought them on par with the Dragons. The Dragon army was finding it very difficult to keep up with them.
So many battles were ongoing simultaneously. It went on to prove how powerful the godess was. To be able to capture so many powerful creatures and create a dimensional world to contain them and limit their powers was mind boggling!
The weaker races were losing out. The powerhouses were pouring forth attacks upon attacks and the weaker races couldn't hold the pressure, eventually losing out.
Outside Gakhta, the godess sat in a meditating position with the orb shining brightly. Her hair was fluttering and nature seemed to be obeying her commands. She brought out a white cane and tossed it in the air.
Gravity stopped working that instant! The white cane didn't come down,it got stuck in the air and everything within 10 feet radius paused. Wind stopped, noise ceased, everything in motion paused.
The godess opened her eyes and wiped the beads of perspiration on her beautiful face. She started making signs with her hands and moved them around in a "weaving " motion.
She performed the strange sign for about an hour after which she stopped and smiled.
She had just tinkled time! Every year was now equivalent to an hour in the Outside world!
"Nice, battle it out Dogs!" Her voice resounded in Gakhta.
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