The hot cloudy sky burnt with the fires of hell, but nobody seemed to notice. Each side was staring at the
other waiting for the signal. A shadowy ball of fire shot through the sky traveling towards the Azui clan until
it landed smacking a grunt on the line. This was the signal that the Azui waited for, with a roar they charged.
slamming agianst the Akuma's front line pushing deeper into their ranks. Both sides fought bravely pushing
the other back time and time agian but nethier could get a strong foothold on the other. Until Hero entered, his
figure alone caused the Akuma's front line to quake in fear. His rush caused the front line to scatter openning a gap to the back. He used this to rush the enemy general's in the back that awaited him. His blades swung fiercely slaughtering all who stood in his path until he came across Kraig, The Akuma general. The brute laughed at hero's size but he knew Hero was dangerous. the two clashed blades for what seemed like hours until sunset fell. Both sides exhuasted, retreated towards their main camp execpt for the two general's who still fought. It was only until Kraig was injuryed that he retreated leaving the victorious Hero alone.
"my lord are you alright?' one of his followers asked as he entered the camp, grabbing the cup that his follower held for him. "i'm fine.. treat the wounded.." he ordered dismissing him away. Sitting on his stool he thought about the next battle, two day earlier he had won a clear victory at the third gate which gave him most of the land towards the west. "humm.... seems that i am destined to rule this land..." he thought as he drank his sake.