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'Bold texwelcome to firebolt.com. here you will see a prologue of a yet to release book-This story is about the Great War that took place eons ago. When the world was still young and darkness was everywhere. When the elves were still powerful and the mighty dragons still roamed our lands. Yet everyone was still powerless in front of the dark king, the servant of darkness- Mozenraq. Midnight was approaching. A deadly silence lay over the battlefield of Alesterhall. Everyone’s gaze was on the castle of Eternity, the stronghold of the dark king. It was the third day of the war between good and evil. It was fought between the dark land Honolasia and the alliance power of Alesterhall- a humen kingdom and Rercorn- an elfin empire. Death green light was coming out of the castle, followed by terrible screams. The very backbone of death was screaming……………. suddenly all was quiet. Though the green light was still glowing, the screaming had stopped. With a small creak, the door opened, and out came a shadow, as if it were a curse upon the very world. It was wrapped in black cloths, its eyes red. Green light was glowing around the shadow. The shade-creature gave a cruel smile, showing its glossy white teeth. On its head rested a helm, with a skull at the centre. Its right hand held a long staff, while on his back hung a long rod- the sword of death. There was a sudden cheer from the army of Honolasia. A sudden excitement rugged through them. The shadow rose its left hand and yelled in a strange language ’Isfiera, isfiera. Lord Mozenraq ta fingrasta.’ hear, hear. Lord Mozenraq has risen again. Its voice was spine chilling. Moving towards the Honolasian army, the shadow surveyed the battlefield. The battle was currently in the favor of alliance power. Murmuring some strange words to its army, the lord pointed at east. With a nod, the great army rushed forward. The alliance power prepared for another assault. The elf’s who knew magic, immersed deep in their mind, reaching for magic, and in the process, leaving the welfare of their bodies to their dragons, for the were annex knight’s, elfin dragon rider’s. As the Honolasian army drew near, a blue globe formed around the alliance power, the magical barricade the annex knight is had provided. Just as the Honolasian army was a few yards away…….. There was a great swirl of arrows, and the first rank of Honolasia fell. The first rank of alliance power, comprised elfin archers, for they were accurate……………….and at the same moment, a hundred or so Horywarfs stuck the alliance power. Horywarfs were small but strongly built. They were black in color with two crimson tusks. They each held a bone in their left hand. The unprepared assault took the better of them. In addition, it gave Honolasia just enough time to cross-remaining yards. There was a great earthquake and the earth blasted apart. A powerful beam; a combined effort of the annex had destroyed the foul creatures, filling the air with their spine chilling yells………… With the clash of swords, the battle resumed. With every thud an alliance soldier fell. Filled with new determination, the Honolasian army was turning the face of battle. Just then, the alliance power dispersed, and from behind them came three dragons, running at more then 220 mph. With flashes of electric light, a number of Honolasian rank fell. Another couple of them perished as flames erupted from dragons’ mouth. The elfin lord, king of Rercorn, stepped forward and with inhuman speed charged towards the dark king. Electric sword in his hand, he slashed it across the dark king’s throat. Mozenraq was just in time, as he parried the blow. As they sparred, gust of powerful wind began to blow across the battlefield. With a loud thud, the dark king flew across the entire length of the battlefield and fell at the foundation of the castle. Standing again, he gave a bloody grin and lifting his staff above his head, he uttered the words’ AZERET ZENTHOS’. Fire ball. A great fireball formed in the air, above the staff, and flew towards the elfin lord. In an attempt to save their lord, the annex raised their arms as though welcoming someone and yelled ‘UNISTRE-’. Freeze. Even though the fireball froze in mid-air, the magic sapped the strength of the annex elves. Upon seeing his warrior‘s fell to the ground, the elf lord gave a fierce cry and raised his sword. Swinging his sword in a circular movement, he yelled the words “BOûESTAQ MENENGEYûS ‘. Heavens gate. A fierce tornado formed, and there was a blinding green light as a door made of gold formed in the mid air. As it opened, the tornado blew the dark king and his servants to the heavens, where they would perish until darkness will chose it’s next servant, and he will free the soul of dark king, and darkness will rule the world again. On the other hand, the remaining elf is had gathered around the body of their lord. Even though he was an elfin lord, the power required to fuel the spell was greater than his limits, especially after the sparring with the dark king that had already sapped some of his strength. Even as the elves watched, a small blue circle formed over the lord’s body and his soul began to enter void. Just then a voice spoke “When the kingdoms of the old fall, When all that is dear is lost, A new power shall awaken, and, out of the dirt shall he rise The rightful heir of the empire of Rercorn, And shall lead his people to victory, Beware enemies, for he is not normal, He is your King.”