Chapter 28: Lost

Stomps echoed from the distance. Dust could be seen building up from the highest tower of the Avaritian Palace. An army had just marched past their border bearing a triangular red flag along with gold and red armours.

The sound of a war horn echoed from the army. Rows of numerous knights lined up outside of the Avaritias walls with swords and spears along with shields and magic, the Avaritian Knights stood with confidence. Knowing the landscape was their biggest asset against those who would invade them.

But their current enemies weren’t any other. What they were facing was an Empire which shook fear to anyone who dared to say its name with ill intent. The Superbian Empire rather known as the ‘Paradise of Flames’

The marching army had suddenly halted a kilometer away from where the Avaritian Knights stood. Standing on the second row of the Avaritian knights was Arthur, eyes filled with eagerness to defeat the most powerful army in the continent they stood at.

Wind blew from the s