Part 1. The Oracle's Astounding Remark
The sun shone, illuminating the dim Rendemor with summer-warmth and yellowish light, hot enough for Veredoom, the firespeller, to recharge himself. Conversely, Nelcine, the icejinxer, was hiding herself in the kingdom, considering the exhilarating atmosphere was torrid to her icy body. At the Great Hall, Tundrous, the thundergod, and Stonehoof, the earthshaker, were sparring.
A lightning bolt cast. To guard, the burly earthshaker formed a towering rock wall in front to hinder the lightning aimed accurately at him. The monstrous earth barrier began to dart toward Tundrous at breakneck speed. She soared and stayed airborne. Then she swooped down with her lethal-looking electrical body. Just before she struck and tackled, Stonehoof abruptly vanished in the dust storm. Tundrous halted and her blurred eyes scrutinized the damp earth frantically, scared that her adversary could emerge unexpectably and commit an unforeseen attack. She suddenly caught sight of a vague sillhouette trotted toward her from the gale. She adapted to counterattack, then lowered her arm when it was vivid enough to reveal Veredoom’s well built body.
“Stonehoof, show yourself!” yelled the firespeller who was cognizant of Tundrous’ loneliness. “We have a far east guess. Crucial, I guess, if someone has to venture here for ages.”
They returned to the kingdom. Tundrous and Stonehoof were lagged behind due to fatigue. Veredoom and the stragglers arrived at the entrance, then saw Nelcine talking to a scrawny woman with white shimmering crystal in her palm. As they sat down, the oracle introduced, “ My name is Srepid form the east. I venture here to inform you that Blanoir and his massive army has begun the war. My regime has gone. Only some of us survived. I succeeded to escape,” She stopped, almost cried, and continued briskly, “ He and his countless minion are marching here.” All of them but Veredoom stared at her gaping in disbelief. Srepid, as if unfogging the unspoken questions lingering in their minds, added,” I can reveal nothing more to you because I gain power when the moon is full. But, last month when I retreated from my place, they seemed to be planning to invade this city with the aim of defeating you ; therefore they can rule the world without any rebellious hero opposing them. Now, I hope you take heed of my seemingly-silly warning”
Stonehoof smirked, concealing his utter disbelief, then stated,”After some powwows,we will determine what we are going to do.”
Nobody laughed even smiled, yet Nelcine tittered. Then Stonehoof escorted Srepid to a room to recuperate after her arduous exhausting journey. When three of them were discussing, the ground outside the kingdom abruptly echoed with the tramp of thousand of people’s feet, Tundrous immediately peered through the window, and noticed that Blanoir and his army were approaching the West. They hurried to the gate, trying to hamper their march. The army was massive. The front line were a group of huge trolls, clutching thorny clubs. In the very centre was Blanoir. The Necromancers were behind, buffing them with dark power. Rendemor was now in a brink of destruction.
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