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~|~ Prince Cronus had no time to mourn, a messenger appeared informing Cronus, that the Constantine army had arrived upon Azaria. He placed a hand on the King, and then turned on his heel and left the throne room, with sword in hand.
He raced across the hallways and passed the servants, who were now standing in a ranked line along the corridor, but he ignored it and proceeded to the garden, in search of Keikoa.
“Helenia, where is the woman?” he asked, grabbing the sobbing woman by her shoulders.
She sniffed and said, “She ran off, Kain is here… Don’t leave me, please,” she sobbed, grabbing onto his arm. He pushed her hand away, and broke out into a sprint.
He arrived on the battlefield. It was now filled with Azarian Knights and soldiers fighting against the Constantine forces. It was a brutal blood bath, and in the distance he caught sight of the large moving platform that Prince Kain was on. He could see him standing at the front of it.
Cronus expelled bursts of sphere energy in all directions, knocking back foes and allies alike. His only target was Prince Kain. He ripped open the box, and pulled the large sword out. It was long, and had a golden hilt, with a red jewel embedded into either side. The blade itself was curved, and serrated. He slashed at several enemies, cutting through them with ease, and then latched onto the lower handles of the platform and pulled himself up.
He jumped onto the deck, holding the sword out before him, “Kain, this ends here!” he shouted running forwards, but he was knocked off his feet, as Kain held up a hand. He noticed Keikoa and Aden lying beside him. Keikoa was still breathing, and he looked at her, “I’m sorry I was too late,” he said.
He rose to his feet once more, and held his hand out just as Prince Kain held out his, and Cronus’ sphere erupted in the middle like a grenade going off. Cronus used the sword to lift himself up and ran at the Prince, but was suddenly flanked by one of Prince Kain’s guards. He parried and sliced the demon’s throat, the blood spilling across his face.
Through gritted teeth he ran at the man, who in turn had drawn his own sword now. Cronus slammed the sword down hard upon Kain, who blocked, and returned with a slash of his own cutting Cronus across the chest. Cronus laid a hand on Kain, releasing another sphere as he did, and the Constantine prince was thrown backwards, and in his place several knights soon filled. Cronus yelled out, and drove his sword through the first, releasing a series of more sphere’s at the other’s.
Prince Kain, had held his hand out, but Cronus’ had negated his powers with his second ability, and ran towards the man. Realizing this, Kain held his sword out, an evil smirk playing on his face.
Cronus gripped his own sword with both hands, and ran straight into Kain, driving his sword straight through the Constantine. Kain fell onto Cronus, and then slowly slid down to the ground. Cronus stared at the body, stumbling backwards as he removed Kain’s sword from his own chest. He fell to his knees as the blood spurted out, causing him to cough up more blood. He turned back to look at Keikoa, “You have my throne, and Constantine's. Rule as your mother did,” he whispered, collapsing onto Kain. ~|~
He raced across the hallways and passed the servants, who were now standing in a ranked line along the corridor, but he ignored it and proceeded to the garden, in search of Keikoa.
“Helenia, where is the woman?” he asked, grabbing the sobbing woman by her shoulders.
She sniffed and said, “She ran off, Kain is here… Don’t leave me, please,” she sobbed, grabbing onto his arm. He pushed her hand away, and broke out into a sprint.
He arrived on the battlefield. It was now filled with Azarian Knights and soldiers fighting against the Constantine forces. It was a brutal blood bath, and in the distance he caught sight of the large moving platform that Prince Kain was on. He could see him standing at the front of it.
Cronus expelled bursts of sphere energy in all directions, knocking back foes and allies alike. His only target was Prince Kain. He ripped open the box, and pulled the large sword out. It was long, and had a golden hilt, with a red jewel embedded into either side. The blade itself was curved, and serrated. He slashed at several enemies, cutting through them with ease, and then latched onto the lower handles of the platform and pulled himself up.
He jumped onto the deck, holding the sword out before him, “Kain, this ends here!” he shouted running forwards, but he was knocked off his feet, as Kain held up a hand. He noticed Keikoa and Aden lying beside him. Keikoa was still breathing, and he looked at her, “I’m sorry I was too late,” he said.
He rose to his feet once more, and held his hand out just as Prince Kain held out his, and Cronus’ sphere erupted in the middle like a grenade going off. Cronus used the sword to lift himself up and ran at the Prince, but was suddenly flanked by one of Prince Kain’s guards. He parried and sliced the demon’s throat, the blood spilling across his face.
Through gritted teeth he ran at the man, who in turn had drawn his own sword now. Cronus slammed the sword down hard upon Kain, who blocked, and returned with a slash of his own cutting Cronus across the chest. Cronus laid a hand on Kain, releasing another sphere as he did, and the Constantine prince was thrown backwards, and in his place several knights soon filled. Cronus yelled out, and drove his sword through the first, releasing a series of more sphere’s at the other’s.
Prince Kain, had held his hand out, but Cronus’ had negated his powers with his second ability, and ran towards the man. Realizing this, Kain held his sword out, an evil smirk playing on his face.
Cronus gripped his own sword with both hands, and ran straight into Kain, driving his sword straight through the Constantine. Kain fell onto Cronus, and then slowly slid down to the ground. Cronus stared at the body, stumbling backwards as he removed Kain’s sword from his own chest. He fell to his knees as the blood spurted out, causing him to cough up more blood. He turned back to look at Keikoa, “You have my throne, and Constantine's. Rule as your mother did,” he whispered, collapsing onto Kain. ~|~