The War

The first battle against Dalkia lasted for a month. During that fight we noticed something unexpected. There were soldiers in the Dalkian ranks who weren't actually part of their army. They now have allies. Another kingdom joined the war. Perhaps we won't win the war after all.

Soon we found out that the new army was from Maletta. Our small unit of elites was unwillingly sent to fight Maletta. The rest of us, who were still under the command of Commander Abelia, stayed to fight Dalkia.

We fought many battles from then. We almost lost some but miraculously won in the end. The war against Dalkia was becoming more difficult. We were now battling against an army under the command of Dalkia's elite female warriors. How could they be so strong? They looked like they were only in their early twenties.

The Klessirprendo girls usually were pretty difficult. Their commander, Luna, had to fight us once before. She had even fought our elite unit, who were now battling Maletta, a few times. However, now they are all even more difficult. They are angry.

We fought for a long time. The Klessirprendo girls were starting to annoy me. We were advancing on the enemy but it was becoming more and more difficult because of the girls. We were losing alot of men. Now we were down to ten soldiers out of fifty, including me and Commander Abelia, against the five girls. One might think those are still good odds but they would be wrong. It was just those five who wiped out most of our army.

"Get out of here now!" Abelia ordered. "I will take care of them myself!"

"No! I can't! I will fight with you!" I yelled out.

"Do as I say! I will not have anymore soldiers killed under my command!"

"What about you?"

"I'll survive. I've had more experience with these girls and tougher fights than this. You'll have your turn. Just do as I command."

"Yes, Commander," I said as I did as she ordered. I'm glad I did as the ones who did end up staying were killed. Abelia was the last one standing on the battlefield, facing the Klessirprendo girls with a determined look on her face. This was the last thing I saw before I fled the scene.

....

Stories of the war against Dalkia and Maletta had spread across the world. Grandall held victory in the end. It was because of that one small elite force. They had killed the king of Maletta and the man controlling him and then returned to Abelia in time to help her fight the Klessirprendo girls. In the end they were able to kill the Dalkian empress. Everything is now at peace. Everyone is now happy... or so we thought. There is a new threat, and it's within our own empire.