Origins: Seed of Deceit: The Origins of Shadow and Flame

Chapter 1

Among the Void

Many aeons ago, before the mortal races wandered the realms of the earth, there was a great shadow of evil that roamed the heavens, searching and devouring all into its web of darkness. While travelling through the heavens, it stumbled on a place called earth, where it found life such as its own and decided to go down and took upon itself the role of a king and ruler. For many years, all beings and creatures bowed to the will of the creature, performing its every command. The earth was covered with darkness and cruelty.

One day, a young spirit named Yar’wy saw what this creature was doing to the heavens and to the beings of the earth, which he had created. Yar’wy was furious at the actions of the dark spirit; thus, a battle broke out in the heavens and on the earth below. No one alive now remembers the battle that was fought, but all know that it was Yar’wy who had overcome his powerful foe and that those who were servants to the shadow now were locked away in a dark prison. The realms below lay in a waste, Yar’wy decided to forgive the earth for its betrayal to him and brought life back to its lands and waters. He returned to his heavenly kingdom of Aragneir, which in the ancient tongue means ‘the divine resting place’. He was very pleased with his grand halls and beautiful gardens.

While walking through his grand halls, Yar’wy had a vision to share his creations with other living beings similar to himself. But he foresaw that not all would be pleasant as some of the beings would seek to destroy all that was good and noble in Aragneir. Not wanting a repeat of the evil which the dark spirit had done, Yar’wy got up from his throne, went among the heavens, and returned to the earth. There he divided the land for each other, created a place, and named it Val Eden. He then returned to Aragneir, and there he went forth and created the Supreme Beings to be the guardians for the realm of earth. When the Supreme Beings were created, they were overwhelmed by confusion and well-being of the beauty which surrounded them. Then from the great throne, they heard the powerful voice of Yar’wy.

And he said unto them, ‘I am Yar’wy, the eternal flame and the creator of all that is good and living within my heavens. I have been living in my palace for many aeons, and now I have created you, so you may also live within my many wonders. And there you will watch over my creatures and children to come and also enjoy what I have made for you all.’

At first they were afraid of the voice of Yar’wy, except one who knelt down and faced towards the place where the voice of Yar’wy was coming from. He asked, ‘Yar’wy, oh, mighty Yar’wy, our creator, forgive me for asking Almighty Yar’wy. We are very grateful for life and the gifts you have given us, but why and what is thy purpose for creating us?’

Yar’wy looked upon them, as they covered their eyes, from his light of pureness. ‘Your purpose will be revealed to you in time, so be patient and go ahead and enjoy what I have prepared for you.’ With that Yar’wy sent them to Val Eden in the blink of an eye. After many days of exploring their new home and lands, they were contacted by Yar’wy who spoke to them once again from the bright sky above. He told them his purpose of creating them and what was required of each of them. He told them that the Supreme Beings would be the guardians and watchers for the realm of earth. He also gave each one of them names. The one who spoke to Yar’wy in the void was given the name Sethural, which means wise. The second Supreme Being was named Enudia, which means beautiful. The third of the four was given the name Nethuwin, which means strong. And, finally, the last of the four was given the name Luwonya, which means illusive.

Each of the Supreme Beings was very pleased with the names they had been given and the new responsibilities that had been placed upon them. Yar’wy also gave Sethural a small bag made out of platinum silk. The bag was laced with a rope of gold. Yar’wy told Sethural not to look into the bag or allow any of the other Supreme Beings to touch or see the bag. They may get jealous and steal it for themselves and use it for unholy purposes. Sethural bent down on one knee, bending down his head towards the ground, closing his eyes as he did so. That way he could stop the burning of his eyes which the light of Yar’wy gave off.

Sethural asked Yar’wy, ‘Why have you chosen me to carry out such an important task and why must I keep such things from my brothers and sisters?’

Yar’wy told Sethural, ‘Not all things will be good and peaceful throughout the land and realms. Some shall challenge those who entrust the rights of freedom, which I have given you and all my children that shall walk upon this realm.’ Sethural gripped the bag with anger and disgust. Then he placed the bag in his coat.

‘I promise you, my Lord, that I shall uphold the good of grace of your children.’

‘I know you will, Sethural. This is why I have chosen you to fulfil what is required. And one day you will be forced to make a very difficult choice.’

Sethural got up off his knee and started to walk away as Yar’wy granted Sethural the power to rule over the Supreme Beings. But around the corner, hiding in the shadow, watching and listening to every word that Yar’wy had spoken unto Sethural was Luwonya. She became jealous of Sethural and wished to show that she would be a worthier ruler than Sethural. But for now, her attention turned to the bag Yar’wy had given Sethural, and she wondered why it was so important.

When Sethural started walking towards Luwonya, she quickly ran away and never spoke of it to any of the other Supreme Beings. Sethural called upon the other Supreme Beings and informed them about Yar’wy’s plan to protect his children and explained why they must protect them from the evil that would come and try to destroy all that was good. Luwonya walked up to Sethural and reached out her hand, placing it upon Sethural’s shoulder. She then turned and faced Enudia and Nethuwin, telling them that they should be very grateful and blessed for what had been placed before all of them and should do whatever they could in their power to achieve it. With that, Enudia and Nethuwin agreed with Sethural and Luwonya and parted ways.

Although Luwonya spoke about Sethural and Yar’wy nobly, she would always be engrossed about the bag that Sethural had in his possession—how she could steal it and see what was inside the bag and how she could use it to take control and rule over the realms. So Luwonya came up with a plan to steal this bag of mystery that Sethural possessed and kept a secret from everyone.

One day while Sethural was in the courtyard, Yar’wy called upon him. Sethural left his duties and came to Yar’wy’s council. Not far behind, lurking in the shadows, Luwonya was watching Sethural and listening to every word they spoke. When Sethural got in to the council with Yar’wy, Yar’wy placed twenty very precious stones on the table in front of him. As Sethural approached the stones, he was amazed at how beautiful they all were sparkling in the light of Yar’wy.

Yar’wy asked Sethural if he had the bag that was given to him. Sethural placed the bag on to the table next to the twenty stones. When Sethural placed the platinum bag laced with a golden rope next to the twenty stones, they began to change colour, each having its own unique colour. Sethural asked Yar’wy what was happening. Yar’wy explained that the stones were his children and each one of the stones was showing what race it would become. Luwonya was stunned by what she would be able to do if only she had the stones. Luwonya crept quietly away. She had so much hatred for Sethural for the gift that was bestowed upon him. The hatred was so strong and was growing every minute, and she didn’t fully understand why. Luwonya thought it would be best to leave until she was able to return.

She wandered deep into the land, past the palace, and while she was walking, she came across a cave. She thought that was the perfect place to lie low. As she wandered into the cave, she could see a green light shining brightly. Curious, she approached the light. She turned the corner from where she heard a voice, but before she could see anything, she blanked out. Few hours later, she awoke and the light had gone. She returned to the palace and went straight to her quarters. But her desire to rule was stronger. She was working even harder on how she could build an army, take over the heavenly realm, and crown herself as the ruler of all.

Yar’wy placed a pure, flawless diamond-cut stone in front of Sethural and asked Sethural to open the bag he had given him. Then he sprinkled powdery dust over it. Just as quickly as the dust was sprinkled, the stones transformed into four creatures with wings like an eagle. Sethural called them the divine because they looked just so divine to gaze upon. They stood at ten feet tall, their skin twinkling diamond silver. Sethural was so enchanted by the light that reflected that was given off from their skin. Yar’wy gave a golden bag laced with platinum rope to place the remaining stones inside. He told Sethural that only when time was right and when light turned to dark with only the shimmer of light, the remaining stones could be used. So it was done. Sethural did what Yar’wy asked of him.

Sethural went to find Luwonya, but he could not find her. So he went to the palace courtyard where Enudia was singing to the animals. This captured Sethural’s attention. ‘Enudia, I have something to show you, and it is very important you are all here. Have you seen Nethuwin and Luwonya?’

Enudia replied, ‘I have not seen Luwonya all day but had noticed Nethuwin was in his crafting house not too long ago.’

Sethural rushed towards Nethuwin. ‘Thank you, Enudia. Can you meet me in the council room? I will be there in a short while.’

Sethural looked everywhere for Luwonya and could not understand where she could be. After that, he went to see Nethuwin and also told him about the important meeting.

‘Have you seen Luwonya, Nethuwin? I have searched everywhere for her.’

‘Yes, I have seen Luwonya, not too long ago, coming out of your palace.’

Sethural rushed over to his palace. But she had already left the area. Enudia came, walking up to Sethural.

‘Sethural, we have all been waiting for you.’

When Sethural entered the room, they all wanted to know what was going on. After he got them to settle, he presented to them the four divines. They were all speechless and amazed at such beauty. Nethuwin stood forward.

‘Where did they come from, Sethural?’

‘They are a gift for us from Yar’wy as he is pleased with our obedience.’ And then he took the four divines and showed the things that Yar’wy had showed him and made copies of the divines. But little did all of them know that earlier Luwonya had actually stolen five of the stones from Sethural’s palace. She had placed the stones and the powder in two bags she had made, especially for this purpose, to do what she desired. She was not able to steal the real powder, so she made her own with her obsession and hatred for the other Supreme Beings.

Enudia asked Sethural, ‘Would it please Yar’wy if we were to divide these beautiful creatures among us? So we may teach them our crafts and the way that Yar’wy has taught us to live in harmony.’

Sethural stood quietly, thinking about it. ‘We shall do what Enudia has asked me.’ Enudia and Nethuwin were very pleased that Sethural had agreed. So they divided the divines among themselves. Sethural decided to have more than what the other Supreme Beings would possess. Luwonya became infuriated and did not want anything to do with the divines. She took off in a heat of rage, cursing Sethural, Enudia, and Nethuwin. Sethural did not like what he saw coming from Luwonya. So he went to confront her about what she had said and why she was so upset with all of them.

When Sethural finally found Luwonya, she had one of the stones placed on a table. She then began to sprinkle her powder on to the stone. Sethural could not believe that she had stolen one of the stones that had been entrusted to him by Yar’wy. He tried to stop Luwonya, but a thick cloud of smoke came upon them both. When Luwonya’s powder hit the stone that she had stolen from Sethural, it was pitch-black and had no shine to it. Sethural eventually made his way out of the smoke. Then the others followed Sethural to Luwonya and were watching and waiting as the smoke cleared.

Nethuwin quickly rushed to Sethural’s aid. After Sethural had dusted himself off, Luwonya walked out of her quarters and was laughing very loud. She then drew out her sword that Nethuwin had given her as a gift and was ready to attack. From behind Luwonya, a black creature came, walking out of the smoke. The creature stood at nine feet tall and was as black as the darkest night. The creature had horns coming out the side of his head and large wings that looked like a bat’s, which came out of the creature’s back. Not too long after, more started to appear. Then Luwonya told Sethural, ‘I am taking the right to be the ruler over the heavenly realm, and if any of you try to stop me, you fall to my hand.’

To show she was serious, she ordered one of the black creatures to attack one of the divines. And without warning, the beast attacked the unarmed divine. But Nethuwin had also a sword with him, so he drew it from his side and, firmly holding the sword, ran and slew the foul creature with his sword, cutting off the head before the creature could kill the divine. Nethuwin picked up the creature’s head and threw it at the feet of Luwonya. Nethuwin looked at Luwonya dead in the eyes.

‘Luwonya, you will curse the day you were ever given the right to breathe. I will hunt you down.’ Sethural walked up to Nethuwin and placed his left hand on his right shoulder.

‘This is not the place, my friend.’ Nethuwin was breathing very heavily and was focused on Luwonya.

‘She will not stop, Sethural, until her heart has stopped beating.’ Sethural already knew this and needed to prepare everyone for the troubled times that lay ahead of them. And he needed weapons like the ones Nethuwin and Luwonya had. Luwonya took off from the dark creatures and went very far beyond the forest and mountains. Sethural and the others also went and started to prepare themselves for the battle that was ahead of them.

Months had now passed by, and there had been attacks from both sides. They had all made a fortress and watched out carefully for Luwonya. Both sides had crafted weapons, swords and shields, knifes, bows and arrows, and crossbows. Luwonya had made her fortress far away from the others to try and get a better advantage. She had her dark creatures fly over and use their crossbows to fire down upon Sethural’s fortress. All the dark creatures that had been slain in the battle had their bodies burnt in front of the fortress as a defiance of Luwonya’s attempt to rule over the heavenly realm. For weeks, Luwonya’s forces kept attacking the outer walls of the other Supreme’s fortresses. Enudia took her army of divines into an evergreen forest. There she had set up traps for the dark creatures, which had now been called the Dyvilians. Everyday Enudia and her army would fight off fifty or more Dyvilians, who now had been able to craft their own body armour. This was brought to Sethural’s attention by Enudia.

Enudia now entered Sethural’s chambers and announced, ‘Sethural, Luwonya has crafted some kind of protection for her forces, and it has become difficult to pierce through it.’ Nethuwin was also in the room at the time.

‘Yes, it is, Enudia. However, I have also made armour for my forces and like to share with you my crafts work. But I am just testing it works.’ Enudia was pleased with Nethuwin’s armour as he showed her its quality and toughness against a sword and an arrow. One night Enudia decided she would go and travel alone into the wilderness in search on Luwonya’s new fortress. While walking through some heavily dense scrub, she came across a Dyvilian by the name of Morheath. Morheath was crowned king of the Dyvilians and was the right hand of Luwonya. She had sent him to find and kill all those who had been ambushing her forces and creating traps. At first they just gazed at each other, trying to find the right moment to attack.

Enudia slowly took out her daggers while circling around Morheath She then attacked Morheath, swinging her daggers viciously, while Morheath tried to block every blow with his arm braces. He kicked Enudia in the chest, and as Enudia went backwards, he drove his fists into her left-side jaw, knocking her to the ground. He then jumped on top of her and repeatedly drove his fists into her chest and face. Enudia, still holding on to her daggers, drew them into the ribs of Morheath. He gave out a mighty yell of pain. This was heard by nearby Dyvilian forces. Enudia ripped out the dagger, leaving an open wound. Morheath’s attention now turned to his wound. Enudia took the opportunity and rushed towards Morheath, who was now trying to block the onslaught. Morheath grabbed Enudia’s left arm and threw her into a tree. Enudia got up off the ground as Morheath tried to run away. She threw one of her daggers, hitting him in the leg. This forced him to fall down. She walked up to Morheath and stood over his bloody body. She lowered herself down, placing her other dagger to his throat. Blood was now dripping from the cuts to her face and on to his armour plate.

‘Do you have any last say or can’t you speak, creature?’

‘I actually would like to know who you are.’ Enudia was surprised that he could talk for such a dark creature as himself.

‘I am Enudia, one of the four Supremes. I am the watcher of all living plants and animals and creatures alike.’ Morheath smiled.

‘And a worthy opponent as well as beautiful.’ Enudia looked at him strangely.

‘Do you take me for a fool, Dyvilian?’ And before she knew what was going on, Enudia was surrounded by Dyvilian forces. She lost her concentration on Morheath, and he got up slowly, knowing she still had a dagger near his throat. She was still facing the other way when he made it to his feet again, and when she turned around, he drove his fist into her forehead, knocking her unconscious. They took her to his camp and chained her up in Morheath’s tent. Nearby a divine spy had seen them take her to the camp and went back to Sethural and bared him the news of the capture of Enudia. Sethural readied his army for war against Luwonya and wanted to end this once and for all. So he sent Nethuwin and his armies to gather Enudia’s forces and go and free Enudia from the camp in which Morheath was holding her. Nethuwin readied himself.

‘Sethural, the next time we meet will be when we are all marching towards Luwonya’s fortress and slaying her Dyvilian army.’ And so they parted ways until the battle of the heavenly realm. Nethuwin decided to take his forces through the evergreen forest, which had become filled with all types of danger. The team would attack anything that would come near them, and the animals had become unfriendly and begun to turn on one another. So it was going to be very difficult for Nethuwin to reach the camp where Enudia was held captive.

Meanwhile, Nethuwin was in search of Enudia. Sethural was marching his forces to Luwonya’s stronghold and was to wait at the Mount Gazerium. And there they would march forth into battle as one army. The news of Enudia’s capture had reached Luwonya’s attention, and she sent forth a messenger to Morheath to bring Enudia to her fortress so that Luwonya could question her on what plans Sethural and Nethuwin had put in place. Nethuwin travelled through the evergreen forest for many days until one day they were ambushed by some Dyvilian forces. While Nethuwin was fighting off the attack, some more of Enudia’s forces came to their aid, leaving none of the Dyvilians alive, but one, which Nethuwin captured when he was trying to escape the onslaught. Nethuwin thanked the wandering divines for their help and said that he would like to speak with their commanding officer.

Tulk, the second-in-charge, approached Nethuwin. ‘I am sorry, Nethuwin, but I have not seen Enudia for many days now. And we have been searching for her continuously.’

‘Well, I have some good news, Tulk. We have news of Enudia’s whereabouts, but she has been captured by a Dyvilian they call Morheath. Do you know of this Dyvilian?’ Tulk sat down in disbelief.

‘Yes, I know this Morheath. He was crowned king of the Dyvilians because he was the first. He is said to be very skilled in combat. But if he is holding her in a camp, I may know where. There is a Dyvilian’s camp near the border of Melcilt which is about a day’s travel from here.’ Tulk took Nethuwin to his camp and gathered any supplies they could.

While travelling, Nethuwin asked Tulk, ‘Why was Enudia going out alone and so far away from any of her forces?’ Tulk brought to Nethuwin some papers. Tulk explained they were Enudia’s orders for them just before she went. Nethuwin read the papers. It told she was to go alone. So it was to minimise the risk of being noticed. And she was going to try and find a better way of infiltrating Luwonya’s stronghold. Tulk then told Nethuwin that his followers were ready to do what was needed to save Enudia.

Luwonya’s message reached Morheath. He was not pleased with the decision to take Enudia to Luwonya and knew that she would try and come and just take over his command. At first he refused but was quickly reminded that Luwonya was not too kind to those who disobeyed her demands. With that, Morheath had him and his army start to head back to Luwonya’s stronghold. Enudia was not eating nor was she talking. She started to look very ill and not as beautiful as Morheath first met her in the forest. On the day Morheath was to set off, Nethuwin and Tulk ambushed him just on the boarder of Melcilt range road. But it was all in vain. Morheath had left during the darkness of the night, and the camp had only a small group of Dyvilian warriors. So in anger, Nethuwin and Tulk slew all the Dyvilians.

Morheath arrived at the dark gates of Luwonya’s stronghold, where Luwonya was waiting very impatiently for Morheath’s arrival. ‘Enudia, welcome to my kingdom. As you can see, many things have changed since we were together.’ Luwonya chuckled as she placed Enudia in one of her dungeons. The dungeon had been placed deep under the ground of Luwonya’s stronghold and bore no light. Luwonya ordered that Enudia was not to have food or water until she wanted to tell her Sethural’s plans of attack.

Nethuwin just received word from a spy that Morheath had taken Enudia to Luwonya’s stronghold, but he lost them after they had passed the dark gates. Nethuwin gathered his army ready to leave. ‘Are you just going to leave then?’ said Tulk, wanting to attack Luwonya’s stronghold.

‘I am not leaving the fight, Tulk. Sethural is waiting for us all at Gazerium Mountain with his golden army. From there, we are to move on to attack Luwonya and her Dyvilian army.’

Late in the hour of the day, Luwonya sent for Enudia to be brought to her chambers. When Enudia was brought to Luwonya, she had her tied her to a chair. ‘Where is your army hiding, Enudia, and what are Sethural’s plans?’ But Enudia kept quiet, and so Luwonya had one of her guards bring a pot of hot coal and a dagger. Luwonya placed the dagger into the hot coal. ‘OK, Enudia, I’ll ask you one more time, and you better give me something, or I will be forced to really hurt you. Now please tell me what are Sethural’s plans?’ And still Enudia did not say a word. Luwonya grabbed the dagger out of the hot coal and placed the dagger on to Enudia’s right arm. For three hours, Luwonya did this to Enudia, placing the hot dagger on to different body parts of Enudia, and every time Enudia would give a mighty scream. Eventually Luwonya ordered for Enudia to be taken back to her cell in the dungeon. While the guards were taking Enudia, Morheath pushed the guards down the steps and threw Enudia over his shoulder. He then began to walk out of the stronghold. He was stopped by two guards standing at the door.

‘Lord Morheath, why do you have the prisoner? She was ordered to go back to the dungeons.’ Morheath placed Enudia carefully on to the ground. He then approached the guards.

‘Luwonya has ordered me to take the prisoner into my possession.’ Just as he was in the middle of his sentence, he drove his sword into one of the guard’s chest while choking the other and then thrusting his arm under the guard’s ribs. He quickly cleaned his sword, kept it back into his holder, picked up Enudia, placed her back on to his shoulders, and started to run for the gate and jumped and began to flap his wings, flying right over the dark gates and into the forest of sparkling waters. When Morheath landed, it had become nightfall. He laid Enudia down next to a stream. Morheath gently untied Enudia and began to treat her wounds. Enudia slowly went to sleep from exhaustion. When she woke up, she found herself covered with a large piece of cloth and was very confused as to why she was lying next to a stream and not a dungeon cell door with rats running around her. As she was getting up, she was startled by Morheath seating nearby next to her, deeply staring into the fire as the flames went into the air. Enudia slowly got up and quietly walked past Morheath, giving him a fright. She then sat across him; both were trying to get the warmth from the fire as they both had their arms extended out with their hands near the flames. At first they did not say anything to each other, but soon Enudia looked up at him.

‘Thank you for saving me. You really did not have to. You do realise that Luwonya will be looking for both of us. But what I cannot understand is, why would you risk yourself for me when you could have let Luwonya kill me?’ Morheath stood up and walked over to Enudia and sat down next to her. He looked deeply into her eyes.

‘You see, Enudia, when I first saw you in the evergreen forest, I thought you were the most beautiful being in the whole realm. And you showed such courage and bravery.’

Enudia became shy and started to blush. Enudia stood up. ‘Surely it is forbidden for our two kinds to be together.’ And she gave him a kiss on the cheek and went to the stream to get water. Morheath followed her and helped her with the water.

‘I am sure you are right. Sethural would never allow it.’ Enudia looked up at Morheath, gently put her hand on his face, reached out, and gave him a kiss on his lips. That night Morheath knew Enudia and she knew him. The fireflies’ glow grew brighter as their love grew, and the reflection of the fireflies in the stream was burnt into the sky, forever showing the true love that could be seen by all who gazed upon the beauty it told.

Luwonya found the dead guards and sent a search party for Enudia, not knowing that she had just been betrayed by Morheath. Nethuwin and Tulk finally reached the golden army of Sethural, where they were greeted by Sethural himself. Sethural was more interested to know their adventures and if they had found Enudia. Nethuwin looked at Sethural and was deeply saddened as he informed Sethural that she had been captured and was taken to Luwonya’s stronghold. Sethural became very concerned. ‘Nethuwin, Tulk, I have already informed my lead commander about the plan of attack with which we will strike Luwonya and her Dyvilian army and any fortresses that she may have.’

In the morning when Enudia awoke, she decided to leave Morheath sleeping and go and search for any roaming divine spies. And it was not before long when she ran into a small search party of Dyvilian soldiers. They attacked her with swords and spears. She killed one of them by dodging his sword, grabbing it on the way past her, and cutting his throat. But there were still a few too many as they surrounded her. She fought well; however, she was becoming exhausted from her earlier wounds. One of the Dyvilians climbed up a tree and jumped on to her, knocking her to the ground. Morheath was now flying overtop in search of Enudia, saw the onslaught from the Dyvilians, and flew down, landing on top of one of them. He drew out his sword. They cheered as if they had just won the battle. Morheath turned and faced them with fire in his eyes. He fought off the remaining Dyvilian soldiers, letting one of them escape with minor wounds. He helped Enudia up off the ground.

‘You know it would be much easier if we go out searching for allies and we stay together and fight our enemies.’ Enudia said nothing. As she was now embarrassed and sore. She climbed on to his back, and Morheath flew high up into the sky. They could see the top of Sethural’s palace just over some small range from where they were, and so they flew towards it in hope that they could find aid and tend to Enudia’s wounds. Enudia noticed that Morheath was no longer black in colour and rather looked golden, and she could not understand how this could have happen.

The day had come to march forth into battle against Luwonya’s army and banish her evil out of this realm once and for all. They marched down the mountain side towards the dark lands with Sethural, Nethuwin, and Tulk at the front. A nearby scout saw the multitude of divine soldiers coming towards them and set forth to tell Luwonya that Sethural was marching towards them in large numbers. Enudia and Morheath had just arrived at Sethural’s palace only to be told that Sethural had taken his soldiers to Mount Gazerium and would be marching battle any day now. They quickly grabbed their armour and any weapons they could find.

Luwonya had just been given the news that Sethural was marching towards her at this very moment. She gathered her dark forces into her courtyard and stood before them. ‘The time has now come for us to claim our right as the greater beings on in this realm and rule what is rightfully mine. They took it from me, trying to destroy you also in their recklessness. Now march with me into battle and crash our enemies.’ So they all gave a mighty roar as they